Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 111 Mismatched Love

Chapter 111 Mismatched Love

Troy looked up and exchanged a distant glance with Imogen. “I don’t have any special plans.” Emily expressed surprise. “Didn’t Sarah just come back?”

“Yes.”

“So, you’re not divorcing her?”

“Emily, I have my plans.”

“I’m just worried you’ll be wronged. You’re the best child in the Marshall family. Your wife should at least be from a prestigious family. Imogen is not at your level. How can you be proud of such a wife? Henry also leaves people speechless. He doesn’t consider anyone’s background and just brings them into the family, even trying to match you two. It’s all so mismatched!”

“Emily, I don’t feel wronged. Please don’t bring this up again.”

Emily looked at him disapprovingly. “Didn’t you say you would divorce her?”

“Emily!”

Troy cast a wary glance at Imogen.

Imogen probably didn’t hear.

“Ok, you’ve grown up and have your thoughts now.” Emily turned and left the living room.

Troy returned to Imogen’s side and sat down. “Emily has always been like this, willful for decades. Don’t mind.”

Imogen smiled. “I know. We only meet once or twice a year. I won’t mind.”

In the evening, Troy went to pick up Grace from school in place of Emily.

Imogen didn’t want to be alone with Emily at home, so she also went with Troy. On the way, Imogen asked, “How old is Grace? Which grade is she in?”

Troy replied, “She’s four this year, still in kindergarten.”

Imogen raised her eyebrow. “Four years old?”

Imogen hadn’t expected Emily to adopt such a young girl.

“Yes, so Grace calls Emily grandma and me uncle.”

The car stopped at the kindergarten’s parking lot. Dressed in a suit, Troy looked tall and handsome with his broad shoulders and slim waist.

Troy rested one hand on the car roof, and as he moved, the well–fitted suit outlined his shoulders, revealing his toned muscles.

The charm of a man was always subtly displayed.

a gathering place for locals in Los

at this kindergarten

parents proactively

and exited the kindergarten as the school let out,

children when a little pink cannonball suddenly rushed over, hugging his legs

down and effortlessly picked up Grace. “Yes, I came to see you. Did you

Troy’s neck, gave Troy a peck on the cheek, and said

and opened the car’s back door, but Grace said, “I want to sit in the front with Troy.” “You’re too young. You can sit in the front

with her big round eyes. “Then you have to save the front seat for

didn’t reply, placing Grace in

seated in the front passenger seat, turned around, and said with a smile, “Hello,

Grace’s eyes widened in surprise. “Who are you? Why are you

amused Imogen.

Grace looked incredulous.

believe me? Ask

just settled into the driver’s seat and

seatbelt and nodded as he looked in the rearview mirror. “Yes, she’s my should call

wife. You

heartbroken and sighed like a little adult, “Uncle, I don’t like

her seatbelt, and moved to the back seat, “I’ll sit with

at

Imogen replied,

put on his

suddenly became stern and

furrowed brows in the rearview

the other end of the call,

I’ll handle it when

up, he removed his headset and tossed

“What happened?” Imogen asked.

was a mistake made by an employee at the Paris branch. I need to go handle it,”

looking at Imogen through

long will you be

plan to

almost over. I’ll head

I’ll have my secretary pick you up when you

“Okay.”

“Where’s New York City?”

beside them

“Grace, I thought

“I didn’t ask you. I

is in America. It’s where your uncle and grandma come from. Maybe one

little girl nodded