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

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

Imogen and said, “I’ve tried my best, but he just doesn’t love me. You wouldn’t blame me for that, would you?”

car came to

snapped out of her thoughts, looked at the road ahead, and asked, “Is there a

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

go

picked up his phone and sent a message to

a call from

pressed the answer button and put on a show.

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 matter

you already resigned?”

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

was momentarily surprised, then quickly regained her composure and

“Congratulations.”

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

matter that urgent? Can’t it wait a little

at her regretfully. “Every minute delayed could result in

a brief moment, Troy even wished Imogen was a full–fledged gold

as long as he had money, she would never leave

wasn’t like that.

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

Troy replied

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

“Are

sure you want to wait for

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

This Opportunity

have much to

his throat, feeling a 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

eyes, so dark that it seemed as

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

anymore.

for morning runs together,

Troy ordered coffee and dessert for Imogen, gazing at her

sat in the corner of the

at the coffee shop entrance, calling out, “Who’s Imogen? Your husband

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

to the entrance to

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

meal.”

to her seat and opened the takeout

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

as Imogen

activities of sipping coffee

to whisper to each other.

across from Marshall Building, so it’s not surprising that there were

Imogen ignored them

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 of