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 three

as if seeing that sixteen–year–old

the sixteen–year–old Imogen and said, “I’ve tried my best, but he just doesn’t love me. You wouldn’t blame me for

car came to a stop.

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

Imogen still looking out the window, Troy closed his eyes, and a ridiculous thought flashed

this point, he had no other way to go and

and sent a message to

Troy received a call

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

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

you already

announced, and the corporation held a shareholders‘ meeting

then quickly

“Congratulations.”

from her and be with

Can’t it wait

at her regretfully. “Every minute delayed

even wished Imogen was a full–fledged gold digger.

as long as he had money,

wasn’t like that.

with her either. Imogen lowered her gaze, thinking, and said, “Let’s do it in the

Troy replied

and I’ll

“Are

sure you want to wait for

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

This Opportunity

I don’t have much to

bitterness and regret as Imogen remained

reluctant about it. Troy dropped Imogen off at the coffee shop across from the Marshall Building and hesitated again. “It’s 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

eyes, so dark that it seemed as if it

relationship was public now, but she was

anymore.

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

gazing at her momentarily before

the coffee shop, sipping her coffee

arrived with food in hand at the coffee shop entrance, calling out, “Who’s Imogen?

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

walked to the entrance to retrieve

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

meal.”

to her seat and opened

at the company, and he knew

other customers averted their gaze as Imogen returned to her

sipping coffee and enjoying their

started to whisper

surprising that there were people who had heard about Imogen and Troy.

Imogen ignored

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 the coffee shop opposite. However, being on such a high floor,