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.

from the past three

reflection in the glass as if seeing that sixteen–year–old Imogen again,

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

came

“Is there a traffic

the window, Troy closed his eyes, and a ridiculous thought

other way to go

and sent

received a call from Lane.

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

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 the company…”

you already resigned?”

meeting

was momentarily surprised, then quickly regained

“Congratulations.”

free from her and be with the one he loved. Furthermore, he achieved success in his

the matter that urgent? Can’t it wait a little longer?” Imogen asked.

at her regretfully. “Every minute delayed could result in losses of millions,

Troy even wished Imogen was

as he had money, she would

Imogen wasn’t

in love with her either. Imogen lowered her gaze, thinking, and said, “Let’s do it in the

replied with vague

to the company, and I’ll wait for you at the coffee shop downstairs.”

“Are

sure you want to wait

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

This Opportunity

don’t have much to do anyway.”

bitterness and regret as Imogen remained resolute about

and hesitated again. “It’s almost noon. Why don’t you come with me to the office and take a

eyes, so dark that it seemed

she was

anymore.

they used to go for morning runs together, have breakfast together, and commute to

coffee and dessert for Imogen, gazing at her momentarily

of the coffee shop,

blue–clad rider arrived with food in hand at the coffee shop entrance, calling out, “Who’s Imogen? Your husband ordered takeout for

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

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

somewhat similar to the description the person on the phone had given him. He handed over the takeout to her

meal.”

and opened

often had lunch together at the company, and he knew what she liked. He had

gaze as Imogen returned

of sipping

whisper to each other.

was right across from Marshall Building, so it’s not surprising that there were people who had heard about Imogen

various gazes, Imogen ignored them indifferently.

office of the Marshall Building across the street was even more spacious and well–lit than the CEO’s office. A large floor–to–ceiling window facing the street almost encompassed the entire cityscape. Of course,