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

pushed open the door

window wall. When he heard the voice, he walked toward Imogen. “Are you

“Yeah.”

gathering tonight for her birthday, and I have

her birthday. Wouldn’t she

they drive you away

do you think? A colleague?

Troy, and he looked

pursed her lower lip lightly.

she went there with him, she would

course, those rumors were true, to begin

Imogen just did not want

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

worried about letting him spend time with Charlene?

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

which meant that he did

was better for Imogen to rest more at home since she

trusting eyes, Troy suddenly felt

did not feel joyful from being trusted at

“All right…”

did not want to go, Troy would not

go

“Okay.”

out of the office. Suddenly, her

not far away, looking at

faintly. “Ms. Johnson,

then left with a

work in the evening, Imogen

had booked a country food

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sat down

around the round table in twos and

seats at the round table. Thus, the place where Troy

ordered in advance, and they were served soon

eat on Facebook, and Troy only replied, “Anything

ask

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

sophisticated and never showed his

up his cutlery, and the other

one or two outgoing people, and the public relations department was no exception. The

leaned against the back of the chair, held his wine glass, and occasionally said a few words.

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

plate. Instead of answering, he just said, “Thank you. You

put down

Troy, and the

upset

time, the screen of Troy’s phone

prompt was the icon

up the phone and unlocked it. Within a split second of replying to the message, Charlene caught

could not see what Imogen had sent. Watching Troy typing and replying, Charlene felt like a

replied again. Troy smiled

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 of the interaction between Troy and Imogen. She felt sour in her heart and could