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 through

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

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

came

asked, “Is there a traffic

looking out the window, Troy closed his eyes, and a ridiculous

other way to go and didn’t care if his thought

his phone and sent a message to

received a

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

his eyes. “I’m sorry, Imogen. I can’t go to the

you already resigned?”

the corporation held a shareholders‘ meeting to confirm me as

then quickly regained her

“Congratulations.”

finally able to break free from her and be with the one he loved. Furthermore, he

the matter that urgent? Can’t it wait a little longer?” Imogen asked.

looked at her regretfully. “Every minute delayed could result in losses of millions, even billions

even wished Imogen was a

he had money, she would never leave

Imogen wasn’t

of person, 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

Troy replied with vague

can head to the company, and I’ll wait for you

“Are

sure you want to wait

for dropping her off at home was similar to going to the Courthouse. He quickly swallowed the words that

This

I don’t have much

bitterness 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 the office again.”

dark that it seemed as if it could

Their relationship was public now, but she was reluctant to appear

anymore.

they used to go for morning runs together, have breakfast

Troy ordered coffee and dessert for Imogen, gazing at her momentarily

the corner of the coffee

hand at the coffee

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

walked to the entrance to

to the description the person on the phone had given him.

meal.”

her seat and

and he knew what she liked.

gaze as Imogen returned to her

resumed their normal activities of sipping

to whisper to

surprising that

Imogen ignored

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 a clear view of