Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 160 He No Longer Had This Opportunity

As they exited the hall, they were greeted by a cold wind carrying a scattering of white flakes. It was snowing.

Imogen looked up at the sky.

Troy looked at Imogen. “Should we head back now?”

Imogen glanced at the sky. The snowfall was intensifying. Driving on the highway might not be very safe.

“Let’s stay here for the night. We can head back tomorrow when the snow has stopped.” “Okay.”

Troy took off his coat and draped it over Imogen’s shoulders. Just as Imogen was about to refuse, Troy said, “You’ve recently given birth. You need to take care of your health.”

“Thanks.”

“You don’t need to thank me…”

Troy wanted to say, “You’re my wife. It’s what I should do.”

But in the end, he couldn’t bring himself to say those words.

They had been married for three years, and he had over a thousand days and nights to call her his wife.

It was just that he never did.

Now he no longer had that chance.

How Troy wished that this heavy snowfall could continue forever, never coming to an end.

Then, they would remain here forever, never returning to that place that had caused her so much

sorrow.

They also wouldn’t get divorced.

However, hope was just hope.

The snow stopped in the evening.

The next day, they embarked on their journey back.

As they exited the highway, Imogen said, “Let’s go back and get our documents, then head straight to the Courthouse!”

She glanced at her watch and said, “We still have an hour left, which should be enough.” Even though he had long known her intentions, hearing these words still caused a tremor in Troy’s heart. It felt like something was blocking him, leaving him no way to relieve the pressure. At this moment, his emotions were asicy and biting as the weather outside, chilling him to the bone, just like the coldness of a snowy landscape.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white from the intensity. His throat felt as if it were filled with sand, hoarse and painful. With difficulty, he managed to speak,

“Alright.”

The two of them returned to the villa, retrieved their documents, and got back into the car. Troy started the car slowly and drove towards the Courthouse.

It was extremely quiet in the car.

of the car window at the receding street scene. Memories from the past three years flashed through her mind like

in the glass as if seeing that sixteen–year–old

said, “I’ve tried my best, but he just doesn’t love me. You wouldn’t

came to a stop.

at the road ahead, and asked, “Is there a traffic jam?” Troy glanced at Imogen through the

Troy closed his eyes, and a ridiculous thought flashed through

to go

picked up his phone and sent a

a call from Lane.

and put on a show. “Hey, what’s

rearview mirror and met Imogen’s gaze. A hint of apology appeared in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Imogen. I can’t go to the Courthouse right now. There’s an urgent matter at

you already resigned?”

corporation held a shareholders‘ meeting to confirm

surprised, then quickly regained her

“Congratulations.”

break free from her and be with the one

it wait a little longer?”

regretfully. “Every minute delayed could result in losses of millions, even billions of

moment, Troy even wished

long as he had money,

wasn’t

either. Imogen

replied with vague uncertainty.

the company, and I’ll wait for you at the

“Are

want to

Imogen back home, but then he realized that the timing for dropping her off at home was similar to going to the Courthouse. He quickly swallowed the words that were on the

This Opportunity

don’t have much to do

throat, feeling a mixture of bitterness and regret as Imogen remained resolute about

found himself reluctant about it. Troy dropped Imogen off at the coffee shop across from the Marshall Building and hesitated again. “It’s almost noon. Why don’t you come with me to the office and take a break in the lounge?” Imogen shook her head and said, “No need, I’ve already resigned. It wouldn’t be appropriate for me to show up at the office

shadow crossed over Troy’s eyes, so dark that it seemed as if it could well

but she was reluctant to appear with him at the

anymore.

fondly reminisced when they used to go for morning runs together, have breakfast together, and commute to the office side by

Troy ordered coffee and dessert for Imogen, gazing at her momentarily before reluctantly leaving the coffee

the corner of the coffee

about half an hour, a blue–clad rider arrived with food in hand at the coffee shop entrance, calling out, “Who’s Imogen? Your husband

coffee shop turned their attention to the blue–clad rider at the entrance, and then their gazes

to retrieve the takeout,

rider glanced at Imogen, finding her somewhat similar to the description the person on the phone had given him. He handed over the takeout to her and

meal.”

and opened the

company, and he knew what she liked. He had ordered her favorite foods.

gaze as Imogen

sipping coffee and

to whisper

across from Marshall Building, so it’s not surprising that there were people who

those various gazes, Imogen ignored them indifferently.

CEO’s office. A large floor–to–ceiling window facing the street almost encompassed the entire cityscape. Of course, it also