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.

Memories from the past three years flashed through 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 love

car came to a stop.

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

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

this point, he had no other way to go and didn’t

up his phone and sent a message to Lane.

received a

show. “Hey, what’s the matter?

ending the call, Troy looked in the rearview mirror and met Imogen’s gaze. A hint of apology appeared in his eyes. “I’m sorry,

already resigned?”

held a shareholders‘ meeting to confirm me as the chairman of the board…”

momentarily surprised, then quickly regained

“Congratulations.”

and be with the one he loved. Furthermore, he

it wait

I’m afraid not.” Troy looked at her regretfully. “Every minute delayed could result in losses of millions, even billions of

Troy even wished Imogen was a full–fledged gold

had money, she would

Imogen wasn’t like that.

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

sure.” Troy replied

and I’ll wait for

“Are

sure you want to wait for me?”

timing for dropping her off at home was similar

Had This

have much to

mixture of bitterness and regret as Imogen remained resolute about the divorce.

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, I’ve already resigned. It wouldn’t be appropriate for me to show up at the

so dark that it seemed as if it could well

but she was

anymore.

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

ordered coffee and dessert for Imogen, gazing at her momentarily before reluctantly leaving

the coffee shop, sipping

with food in hand at the coffee shop entrance,

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

entrance to retrieve

finding her somewhat similar to the description the person on the

meal.”

seat and opened

at the company, and he knew what

averted their gaze as Imogen returned to her seat.

activities of sipping coffee and enjoying

started to whisper to

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

Imogen ignored them

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