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.”

there was the sound of high

open the door

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

“Yeah.”

for her birthday, and I have to

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

you away if you go with me?”

A colleague? Or…

Troy, and he looked at her too. His eyes were serious and

her eyes and pursed her lower lip lightly. “You should

were already rumors about them in the company. If she went there with him, she

those rumors were

did not want to make it

Aren’t you worried?” Troy looked

time with Charlene?

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

him, which meant that he did not have any thoughts about her and would not have anything with

for Imogen to rest more at home since she

trusting eyes, Troy suddenly

feel joyful

“All right…”

Imogen did not want to go, Troy would

will go back to

“Okay.”

went out of the office. Suddenly, her

not far away, looking

faintly. “Ms. Johnson,

Imogen, then

off work in the evening, Imogen went home

a country

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sat

employees sat down around the round

the place where Troy sat was the main seat, and

advance, and they were served soon after everyone was

liked to eat on Facebook, and Troy only replied, “Anything is fine, and ask everyone for their

could not ask any more

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

sophisticated and never showed

his cutlery, and the other employees

people, and the public relations department was no

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

green vegetables, and put them on the plate in front of Troy. “Mr. Marshall, do you like to

at the green vegetables on the plate. Instead of answering, he just said, “Thank you. You don’t

Charlene put down the

paying attention to Troy, and the vegetables on his

upset

of Troy’s phone on

was the icon

Charlene caught a glimpse of the contact name at the top of the dialog box on the screen.

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

replied again. Troy smiled and

like he was now. Watching Troy’s movements, Charlene