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.

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

gazed at her reflection in the glass as if seeing that sixteen–year–old Imogen again, whose eyes held only

tried my best, but he just doesn’t love me. You wouldn’t blame me for that,

came

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

Imogen still looking out the window, Troy closed his eyes,

to go and didn’t care if

his phone and sent a message to Lane.

Troy received a

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

his eyes. “I’m sorry, Imogen. I can’t

already

and the corporation held a shareholders‘ meeting to confirm me as the chairman of the board…”

then quickly regained

“Congratulations.”

be with the one he loved. Furthermore, he achieved success in his

urgent? Can’t it wait a

Troy looked at her regretfully. “Every minute delayed could result in

Troy even wished Imogen was a full–fledged gold

money, she would never leave him.

wasn’t

that kind of person, perhaps Troy wouldn’t have fallen in love with her either. Imogen lowered her gaze, thinking, and said, “Let’s do it in the afternoon. When

Troy replied with

and I’ll

“Are

to

then he realized that the timing for dropping her off at home was similar to going to the Courthouse.

Had This Opportunity

much to

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

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

eyes, so dark that it seemed as if it

but she was reluctant to appear with

anymore.

to go for morning runs together, have breakfast

Imogen, gazing at her momentarily before reluctantly leaving the

of the coffee shop, sipping

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

their attention to the blue–clad rider at the entrance, and then

to retrieve the takeout, and

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

meal.”

and opened the

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

gaze as Imogen returned to her

their normal activities of sipping coffee and enjoying their

to whisper to

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

gazes, Imogen ignored

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, it also provided a clear view