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.

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

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

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

came to a

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

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

way to go and didn’t

picked up his phone and sent

Troy received a

and put on a show. “Hey, what’s

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 matter at the

already resigned?”

shareholders‘ meeting to confirm me as the chairman

momentarily surprised, then quickly regained her composure

“Congratulations.”

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

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

delayed could result in losses of millions, even billions

even wished Imogen was

money, she would never leave

wasn’t

Imogen lowered her gaze, thinking, and said, “Let’s do

not sure.” Troy replied

to the company, and I’ll wait for you

“Are

you want to wait

Imogen back home, but then he realized that the timing for dropping her off at home was similar

Had This Opportunity

I don’t have much to

feeling a mixture of bitterness and regret

off at the coffee shop across from the Marshall Building and hesitated again. “It’s almost noon. Why don’t you

crossed over Troy’s eyes, so dark that

public now, but she was reluctant to appear

anymore.

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

ordered coffee and dessert for Imogen, gazing at her momentarily

the corner of the coffee shop, sipping her coffee lightly.

hand at the

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

voice, Imogen stood up, walked to the entrance to retrieve the takeout,

person on the phone had given him. He handed over the takeout to her

meal.”

returned to her seat and

often had lunch together at the company, and he knew what she

gaze as

of sipping coffee and

started to whisper to each

so it’s not surprising that there were people who had

those various gazes, Imogen

of the Marshall Building across the street was even 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