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.”

15:10

“Okay.”

was the sound of high

pushed open the door of

window wall. When he heard the voice,

“Yeah.”

a department gathering tonight for her birthday, and I have to

“You know that Charlene and I have a bad relationship. It’s her birthday.

what if you’re not from their department? Can they drive you away if you go with me?” “Then who should

you think? A colleague? Or… My

and he looked at her too.

her lower lip lightly. “You should go by

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

rumors were true,

did not want

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

spend time

you?” Imogen raised her eyebrows. “Besides,

did not believe that Charlene liked him, which meant that he did not have any thoughts about her and

it was better for Imogen to rest

Imogen’s trusting eyes, Troy

feel joyful from being trusted at

“All right…”

not want to go,

I will go

“Okay.”

out of the

far away,

smiled faintly. “Ms. Johnson,

then left with a

in the evening,

booked a country food

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Troy sat

the

table. Thus, the place where Troy sat was the main seat, and Charlene and another deputy

and they were served soon

he liked to eat on Facebook, and Troy only replied, “Anything is fine, and ask

could not ask any more

at the

and sophisticated and never showed his

his cutlery, and the other employees began

the public relations department was

said a few words. Some people were like this. They could exude an accumulated intimidating aura just by sitting

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

he just said, “Thank you. You don’t

Charlene put down the serving

and

felt upset in her

the screen of Troy’s phone on the table

message prompt was the icon

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

Imogen had sent. Watching Troy

Troy smiled and continued

seldom used Facebook. Most 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,