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 a fleeting glimpse.

if seeing that sixteen–year–old Imogen again, whose eyes held

at the sixteen–year–old Imogen and said, “I’ve tried my best, but he just doesn’t love me.

the car came to

of her thoughts, looked at the road ahead, and asked, “Is there a traffic jam?” Troy glanced at Imogen through the rearview mirror and answered, “Yeah.”

Troy closed his eyes, and a ridiculous thought flashed through his

this point, he had no other way to go and didn’t care

up his phone and sent a message to Lane.

received a call from Lane.

button and put on a show. “Hey, what’s the matter?

apology appeared in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Imogen. I can’t go to the Courthouse right now.

you already resigned?”

corporation held a shareholders‘ meeting to confirm me as the chairman of

momentarily surprised, then quickly

“Congratulations.”

finally able to break free from her and be with the one

urgent? Can’t it

at her regretfully. “Every minute delayed could result in losses of millions, even billions of dollars.”

moment, Troy even wished Imogen was a

as he had money,

wasn’t like that.

either. Imogen lowered her gaze, thinking,

not sure.” Troy replied with

and I’ll wait for you at the

“Are

want to

that the timing for dropping her off at home was similar to going to the Courthouse. He quickly swallowed the words that were

Had This

don’t have much to

bitterness and regret as Imogen remained resolute about the divorce.

one who proposed the divorce, he now 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

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

tears. Their relationship was public now, but she was

anymore.

go for morning runs together, have

and dessert for Imogen, gazing at her momentarily

of the coffee shop, sipping

with food in hand at the coffee shop entrance, calling out, “Who’s Imogen? Your husband ordered takeout

the entrance, and then

to retrieve the takeout, and said, “It’s

to the description the person on the phone had given him. He handed over the takeout to her and said,

meal.”

her seat and opened the

and he knew what she liked. He

as

resumed their normal activities of sipping

whisper to each

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

various gazes, Imogen ignored them

facing the street almost encompassed the entire cityscape. Of course, it also provided a clear view of the coffee shop opposite. However, being