Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 159 Serene

In the dead of night.

The door to the master bedroom was pushed open slightly.

Troy walked in quietly, carrying a faint hint of alcohol on his body. Step by step, he approached the large bed.

“Meow…” Imogen’s roommate discovered him.

“Shh…”

Troy put the canned food in front of Imogen’s roommate.

Her roommate sniffed cautiously with its nose, then devoured the food eagerly.

Troy gently patted Mochi’s head, got up, and walked to the side of the large bed.

Under the moonlight, the sleeping countenance of Imogen was peaceful and quiet, with slightly furrowed brows.

Troy couldn’t look away for a long time.

He sat down gently by the bed, his fingers lightly caressing her smooth and delicate face as if they were feathers.

Only at times like this could he be so intimately close to Imogen without having to see her indifferent and disgusted gaze.

Troy was afraid of seeing that kind of gaze in her eyes.

Troy Marshall, who was decisive, confident, and composed in doing business, could also feel afraid sometimes.

If his old self had listened to this, he would have surely laughed it off and dismissed it.

But the moment Troy understood his feelings, he knew he had gained a bond named Imogen that could never be undone.

They had once spent over two years of marriage in simplicity and harmony, had been closely intertwined on this large bed, and had shared their lives intimately. They were once the loving couple that Sue envied, but he had failed to cherish all of these.

In the past, he was too conceited!

He knew she would never forgive him again!

When they came back from Gracehaven Church, she would no longer be his wife!

be no ties left between

the divorce, she should be with Liam, right?

Troy felt an overwhelming jealousy toward Liam. He was so jealous that

fell upon Imogen’s full and tender red lips. His

without hesitation.

memories, it entranced him, making it impossible for him to pull

may be the

eyes and indulged himself without

a while, Troy lifted his head, his gaze fixed on Imogen’s gentle sleeping face. He gently placed a kiss on her forehead.

love you.”

heard

gently and left.

the lingering scent of alcohol in the air and the empty can beneath

following day, with a profoundly reverent spirit, Imogen

them had brought anyone along. In the car, only the two of them,

got into the car, Imogen noticed that there was a box on the back seat of the driver’s

Imogen figured it

“Is this…” Through the rearview mirror, Troy watched Imogen

fetus after the induced labor, Troy had considered letting Imogen take a look, but he was afraid it might worsen her condition. In the end, he took matters into his own hands

a Columbarium Hall where we can keep the ashes. I’d like to place his ashes there, attend a

the urn and

caressed the surface of the urn as if she were touching her

Church was located in Creston City. By the time they arrived, it was already noon. The church was located at the end of Sunset Road in Creston City. It had a

the outskirts of Creston City when it was first established. However, after several hundred years of development and expansion, as Creston City grew, the church now stands in a more urban

urn tightly as she

acolyte guided them to a separate small building at the rear.

entering, they saw an entire wall covered with neat square

Hall, there were distinctions among the cremation containers as

ashes of regular citizens, while the ashes of miscarried

the young acolyte, Imogen placed the ashes into the designated container and locked

1. it.

another hall on the west side of

with a set of steps leading up to

symbolizing the completion of challenges and trials before attaining spiritual enlightenment and entering a

Imogen’s hand, his gaze devout, and they

Jesus, Mary, and Saint Joseph were honored.

and

our tradition, these plaques hold a special place as a bridge to the realm of eternal peace. The yellow plaques represent a connection between the living and those who

aiding them in discovering clarity, awakening, and embarking on a new