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!

ties left between them.

she should

jealousy toward Liam. He

fell upon Imogen’s full and tender red lips. His eyes darkened, and he leaned down and

without hesitation.

and sweet, just like in his memories, it entranced him, making it impossible for

be the

his eyes and indulged himself

while, Troy lifted his head, his gaze fixed on Imogen’s gentle sleeping

I love

one heard

got up gently

empty can beneath

spirit,

only the two of them,

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

seeing it, Imogen figured it was the urn for

she asked, “Is this…” Through the rearview mirror, Troy watched Imogen nod gently and said, “It’s the ashes of

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

where we can keep the ashes. I’d like

picked up the urn

surface of the urn as if she

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 history of several hundred years, and despite undergoing numerous renovations, the architecture still retains the charm of its history.

first established. However, after several hundred years of development and expansion, as Creston City grew, the church now

the urn tightly as she

had given prior notice, and a young acolyte guided them to a separate small building at the rear. Imogen

covered with neat square boxes containing

Columbarium Hall, there were distinctions among

citizens, while the ashes of miscarried

Imogen placed the ashes into

1. it.

on the west side

a set of steps leading up

steps were numbered seven by seven, symbolizing the completion of challenges and trials before attaining spiritual enlightenment and entering a state of inner

hand, his gaze devout, and they ascended the steps one by

Mary, and Saint

around a wall and saw

a special place as a bridge to the realm of eternal peace. The yellow plaques represent a connection between the living and those who have

parents, aiding them in discovering clarity, awakening, and embarking