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.

Memories from the past three years flashed through her mind like a

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

Imogen smiled at the sixteen–year–old Imogen and said, “I’ve tried my best, but he just

came to a

and asked, “Is there a traffic

closed his eyes, and a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind.

other way to go and didn’t

up his phone and sent

Troy received a

on a show. “Hey, what’s the

call, Troy looked in the 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

already resigned?”

was announced, and the corporation held a shareholders‘ meeting to confirm me as

surprised, then quickly regained

“Congratulations.”

her and be with the one he loved. Furthermore, he achieved

that urgent? Can’t it wait

not.” Troy looked at her regretfully. “Every minute delayed could result in losses of millions,

moment, Troy even wished

he had money, she would

wasn’t

either. Imogen lowered her gaze,

sure.” Troy replied

and I’ll wait for

“Are

sure you want to wait

to suggest driving Imogen back home, but then he realized that the timing for dropping her off at home was similar to going to the Courthouse. He

This Opportunity

I don’t have much to

bitterness

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

that it seemed as if it

now, but she

anymore.

to go for morning runs together,

coffee and dessert for Imogen, gazing at her momentarily before reluctantly

the coffee shop, sipping

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

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

up, walked to the entrance to retrieve

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

meal.”

her seat and opened the takeout

at the company, and he knew what she liked. He had ordered

customers averted their gaze as

activities of sipping

started to whisper to each other.

Marshall Building, so it’s not surprising that there were people who had heard about

Imogen ignored them indifferently.

office. A large floor–to–ceiling window facing the street almost encompassed the entire cityscape. Of course, it also provided a clear view of the coffee shop opposite. However, being on such a high floor, Troy had brought a