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.

of the car window at the receding street scene. Memories from the past three years

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

best, but he just doesn’t

the car came to a stop.

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

the window, Troy closed his eyes, and a

no other way to go and

and sent a message to

Troy received a call

and put on a show.

appeared in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Imogen. I can’t go to the Courthouse right now.

you already resigned?”

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

quickly regained her composure and said,

“Congratulations.”

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

it wait a little longer?” Imogen

minute delayed could result in losses of

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

long as he had money,

Imogen wasn’t like that.

either. Imogen lowered her gaze, thinking, and said,

not sure.” Troy replied with vague

company, and I’ll

“Are

want to

about to suggest driving Imogen back home, but then he realized that the timing for dropping her off at home was

This

much to

Troy cleared his throat, feeling a mixture of bitterness and regret as Imogen remained resolute

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

that it seemed as if it

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

anymore.

to go for morning runs together, have breakfast together, and commute to the office side

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

sat in the corner of the coffee

rider arrived with food in hand at the coffee shop

at the entrance, and then their gazes collectively shifted

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

description the person on the phone had given him. He handed over the takeout to her and said,

meal.”

returned to her seat and opened

the company, and he knew what she liked.

other customers averted their gaze as

activities of sipping coffee and enjoying their desserts.

to whisper to each

right across from Marshall Building, so it’s not surprising

those various gazes, Imogen ignored them

street almost encompassed the entire cityscape. Of course, it also provided