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.

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

the glass as if seeing that sixteen–year–old Imogen again, whose eyes held only Troy.

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

car came to a

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

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

to go and didn’t

up his phone and sent a message

a call

show. “Hey, what’s the matter? Okay, I got

Imogen’s gaze. A hint of apology appeared in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Imogen. I can’t go

already resigned?”

a shareholders‘ meeting to confirm me as

then quickly regained her composure and said,

“Congratulations.”

and be with the one he loved. Furthermore, he

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

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

Troy even wished Imogen was a full–fledged gold digger.

he had money, she would never leave

wasn’t like that.

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 will you be available?”

replied with vague uncertainty.

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

“Are

want to wait for me?”

home was similar to going to the Courthouse. He quickly swallowed

This

don’t have much to

mixture of bitterness and regret as Imogen remained

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,

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

Their relationship was public now, but she was reluctant

anymore.

together, have breakfast together, and

for Imogen, gazing at her momentarily before reluctantly

the corner of the coffee shop, sipping her

with food in hand at the coffee

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

to retrieve

glanced at Imogen, finding her somewhat similar to the description the person on the phone had given

meal.”

to her seat and opened

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

gaze as Imogen returned to her seat.

activities of sipping coffee and enjoying their

whisper to

it’s not surprising that there were people who had heard about

those various gazes, Imogen

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 of the coffee shop opposite. However, being on such a high floor,