Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 174 She Would Be Unhappy

Imogen wore a long, thick–down jacket and wrapped herself like a cute penguin. She wore gloves with strings, opened her arms, and pat herself occasionally.

Looking at the vivid Imogen before him, Troy wanted to walk over to her and hug her into his

arms.

But he knew he couldn’t.

She managed to cheer up a little. If Troy appeared before her, her mood would become sullen. again.

The bus drove over, blocking Troy’s view.

After confirming the identities of Imogen, Charlie, and Alex, the tour guide asked them to board. the car.

There were already about ten people in the car, all of them were American faces, and they should all be from New York.

Charlie walked in the front, picked a row of unoccupied seats, and sat in the back. Imogen sat outside. An aisle separated Alex and Imogen.

Charlie looked at the facilities in the car and said to Imogen, “This bus is quite luxurious and has air conditioning. Before making the plan, I watched the tour groups other people joined. Their buses were small and broken. Only biscuits were for them.”

“Then the price of this tour group should be more expensive?” Imogen guessed.

For no reason, from the moment she left the hotel, Imogen always felt a sharp gaze falling on her, making her feel uncomfortable. Even when she got into the car, she still felt that gaze.

But when she looked around just now, she found nothing unusual.

The front passenger heard it and said, “No, it’s the same price. I’ve been here last time.”

“Then this tour group should be newly opened?” Imogen said.

If this tour group had been open for a while, the passengers would be full, and no seats would be left until last night.

At the same time, other ordinary tour groups should lower their prices collectively, using price advantages to attract customers.

Another passenger in front nodded and said, “I heard it’s only the first day.”

The tour guide heard their conversation and explained, “Our group has been here for a long time. But a new boss sponsored us with a new car. You guys are the first group of customers after we change the car.”

Imogen raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, but said nothing.

said, “So that’s the case. Then we

her

and continued to pick up other tourists.

the opposite side of the road

there was a laptop on Troy’s lap. Troy was in the

the laptop was exactly the real–time monitoring

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so much effort, but you didn’t

get up

the

the net. He was unable to look away. “She will be unhappy if I appear

doesn’t know you do this

know. It’s

why are you coming to Norway?

“Yeah.”

Yann was speechless.

behind the bus, except for the driver and tour

passengers, the bus drove out of the city

sky where people watched the aurora must be transparent. There must be no light pollution, moonlights, or thick clouds,

both sides of the suburban road, as far as they could see, it was white, mixed with sparse trees. The bus traveled for about an hour.

this moment, a tourist in front exclaimed,

through the

saw a dazzling green in the blue–purple sky before her. Accompanied by stars, it was clear, transparent, gorgeous, colorful, mysterious,

of an eye, the aurora disappeared without a trace like a festival

tourists didn’t even have time to turn on their

was this short glimpse that gave the passengers a

on the window glass, staring out of the

the vast, boundless sky in the distance, half green and half purple. The light was powerful, half the sky was brightly reflected, and even

the car were so excited that they all took out their

of aurora hung in the

and the aurora seemed to

stopped in a flat space shortly after, and the tourists

in front of her,

space was yast. Looking around, tourists could see the sky was boundless, as if it was very close to the

Mixed with white nebulae, it was like the

feel that the universe

the aurora, taking pictures was an essential

pulled out their phones

tourists also brought cameras, such as