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.

car window at the receding street scene. Memories from

at her reflection in the glass as if seeing

and said, “I’ve tried my best, but

the car came

of her thoughts, looked at the road ahead, and asked, “Is there a traffic jam?” Troy glanced at Imogen through the rearview mirror and

the window, Troy closed his eyes, and a

he had no other way to go and didn’t care

phone and sent

received a call from

show. “Hey,

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

already

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

quickly

“Congratulations.”

to break free from her and be with the one he loved.

Can’t it wait

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

brief moment, Troy even wished Imogen was a

long as he had money, she would never leave him.

wasn’t like

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

replied with

I’ll wait for you at the coffee shop downstairs.”

“Are

to

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

Had This Opportunity

have much to

a mixture of bitterness and regret as Imogen remained resolute

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

dark that it seemed as if

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

anymore.

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

gazing at her

sat in the corner of the coffee shop,

with food in hand at the coffee shop entrance, calling out, “Who’s Imogen? Your husband ordered takeout for

rider at the entrance, and then their gazes collectively shifted around the interior of the coffee shop.

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

blue–clad rider glanced at Imogen, finding her somewhat similar to the description the person on the phone had given him. He handed over the

meal.”

returned to her seat and opened the takeout packaging.

together at the company, and he knew

averted their gaze as Imogen returned

normal activities of sipping coffee and enjoying their

started to whisper to

right across from Marshall Building, so it’s not surprising that there were people who had heard about

gazes, Imogen ignored them indifferently.

cityscape. Of course, it also provided a clear view of the coffee shop opposite. However, being on such a high floor,