Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 104 I Trust You

Early the next morning.

When Imogen woke up, Troy was already up.

He was fully dressed, sitting at the dining table waiting for her to have breakfast together, and then went to the company together after breakfast.

There was a knock on the office door. Imogen looked up from the computer and said, “Come in.”

Lane pressed the doorknob and came in from the outside. “Ms. Forbes, Mr. Marshall asked me to send you a document.”

“Put it there.” Imogen pointed to the desk in front of her.

“Okay.”

After Lane left, Imogen lowered her head, picked up the folder on the table, and looked through

1. it.

paper, on which.

What was placed in the file folder was not any serious document but a piece of was Troy’s itinerary for the last week, with details, including the social gatherings at noon and night every day.

In the past, he would also report the itinerary to her, but not in such detail.

For example, it was written that Troy had to go for a business lunch today.

At this moment, his message came. [I’m not at the company at noon. I’ve had someone order lunch for you. After eating, you can go to my lounge for a rest.]

[Okay.]

During Imogen’s break at noon, Lane delivered the takeaway.

After Imogen finished lunch, she went to Troy’s lounge and napped for a while.

When she woke up, the break was close to its end.

Imogen put on her shoes, tidied her clothes, and was about to go out when she suddenly heard voices in the office outside.

“Is there anything else?”

This was Troy’s voice.

He should have come back from outside.

“There is one more personal matter.” A female voice sounded.

This was Charlene’s voice.

Charlene said, “Mr. Marshall, today is my birthday, and I plan to invite colleagues from the department to dinner and then the bar, I see you postponed tonight’s cocktail party. How about we go together?”

“I’ll consider it.”

Charlene looked at Troy’s faint expression. “Mr. Marshall, please do me a favor. Consider it a department gathering. They will be very happy if you go. I heard that you just went to a hot spring resort with another department not long ago. It’s not good to favor one over the other.” “Okay, I got it.”

“Then, I’ll send you the address.”

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“Okay.”

the sound of high heels

the door of

wall. When he heard the voice, he walked toward

“Yeah.”

and I have to go. Do you want to go

have a bad relationship. It’s her birthday.

what if you’re not from their department? Can they drive you

you think? A colleague? Or…

raised her eyes to look at Troy, and he looked at her too. His eyes

her eyes and pursed her lower lip lightly.

the company. If she went there with him, she would probably never clear

those rumors were true,

did not want

you say that Charlene likes me? Aren’t you worried?”

letting him spend time with Charlene?

likes you?” Imogen raised her eyebrows. “Besides, I

that he did not have any thoughts about her and would not

Imogen to rest more at home since she was

eyes, Troy suddenly felt

feel joyful

“All right…”

not want to go,

will go

“Okay.”

out of the office. Suddenly,

away,

smiled faintly. “Ms. Johnson, good

then

getting off work in the evening, Imogen went

booked a country food

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Troy sat

the round table in

round table. Thus, the place where Troy sat was the main seat, and

in advance, and they were served soon after

specifically asked Troy what he liked to eat on Facebook, and Troy only

not ask

had eaten at the same table many times, and they never saw Troy

mature and sophisticated and never showed

the other employees began to eat

or two outgoing people, and the public relations department was

glass, and occasionally said a few words. Some people were like this. They could exude an accumulated intimidating

the serving spoon, picked up a spoon full of green vegetables, and put them on the plate in front

plate. Instead of answering, he just said, “Thank you. You don’t need to

down the

to Troy, and the vegetables on

felt upset

time, the screen of Troy’s

message prompt was

caught a glimpse of the contact name at the

she could not see what Imogen had sent. Watching Troy typing and replying, Charlene

again. Troy smiled and continued

of the time, he just called and sent emails. Furthermore, it was even rarer to see him glued to his phone and Facebook like he was now. Watching Troy’s movements, Charlene suddenly thought