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

in the glass as if seeing that

twenty–five–year–old Imogen smiled at the sixteen–year–old Imogen and said, “I’ve tried my best, but he

car came

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

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

go and didn’t care if his thought was

and sent a message to

a

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

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

already

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

was momentarily surprised, then quickly regained her composure and said,

“Congratulations.”

and be with the one he loved. Furthermore,

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

Troy looked at her regretfully. “Every minute delayed could result in losses

a brief moment, Troy even wished Imogen was a full–fledged gold

as he had money,

Imogen wasn’t

wouldn’t have fallen in love with her either. Imogen lowered her gaze, thinking, and said, “Let’s do it in the

Troy replied with

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

“Are

you want to wait

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

Had This

have much to do

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

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

that it seemed as if

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

anymore.

for morning runs together, have

for Imogen, gazing

sat in the corner of the coffee shop, sipping her coffee

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

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

Imogen stood up, walked to the entrance to retrieve the takeout, and said, “It’s

finding her somewhat similar to the description the person on the phone had given him. He handed over the takeout to her and said, “Enjoy your

meal.”

her seat and

and he knew what she liked.

averted their gaze as Imogen returned

normal activities of sipping coffee and enjoying their

whisper to each

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

various gazes, Imogen ignored them indifferently.

the street almost encompassed the entire cityscape. Of course, it also provided a clear view of the coffee shop