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.

at the receding street scene. Memories from the past

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

“I’ve tried my best, but he just doesn’t

came to a stop.

there

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

to go and didn’t care

up his phone and sent a message to

received a call from

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

and met Imogen’s gaze. A hint of apology appeared in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Imogen. I

already resigned?”

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

quickly regained her composure and

“Congratulations.”

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

Can’t it wait a little

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

wished Imogen was a full–fledged

money, she would never leave him.

wasn’t like that.

that kind of person, perhaps Troy wouldn’t have fallen in love with her either. Imogen lowered her

not sure.” Troy replied with vague

head to the company, and I’ll wait for you at

“Are

to wait for

off at home was similar to going to the Courthouse. He quickly swallowed the words that were on

Had This Opportunity

I don’t have much

bitterness and regret as Imogen

again. “It’s almost noon. Why don’t you

so dark that it seemed

tears. Their relationship was public now, but she was reluctant to appear with him

anymore.

fondly reminisced when they used to go for morning runs together, have breakfast

Imogen, gazing at her momentarily before reluctantly leaving the coffee shop.

of the coffee

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

attention to the blue–clad rider at the entrance, and then their gazes collectively shifted around the interior of the

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

finding her somewhat similar to the description the person on the phone had given him. He handed over the takeout to her and said, “Enjoy

meal.”

returned to her seat and opened

and he knew what she liked. He had ordered

customers averted their gaze as

sipping coffee and

started to whisper to

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

gazes, Imogen ignored them indifferently.

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 of the coffee shop opposite. However, being on such a high floor, Troy had brought a pair of binoculars to get a closer