Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 177 She Dreamt of Him

Charlie didn’t know that Troy was nearby, so she specifically ordered a few bottles of white wine.

“To be honest, even though Imogen was with us the past few days, she has been in a gloomy mood, not interested in anything. But now she’s finally letting loose. Come on, let’s have a good drink today, celebrating Imogen’s successful divorce and her regaining her singlehood!”

“Cheers! We will drink until we drop!”

Imogen poured herself a glass of wine with a smile. “Then I’ll accompany you to the end!”

The three of them chatted, downing one glass of wine after another.

Charlie got a little tipsy and began speaking without a filter, “Imogen… hic… I’ve known for a long time that Troy is no good. How could you endure him for so long? If it were me, I would’ve kicked him out a long time ago and used the money I got after breaking up with him to give myself a treat. Isn’t that great? Come on, let me show you something precious. Shh… don’t tell anyone. I haven’t… shown these to anyone else…”

In a drunken haze, Charlie opened the encrypted photo album on her phone. “Look, they’re all photos of male influencers that I’ve collected with great effort. Look at this guy. He has such huge pectorals. His chest is even bigger than mine… And this one, look at his curves. Fuck, he’s really well–endowed… And this one, this is the sexiest butt I’ve ever seen… There are so many

of them, so I’m sure there’s one who you’ll like. As for that dimwit, he can just go stand in the corner!”

Charlie went through each photo, becoming bolder with her words.

Imogen’s face turned slightly red, while Alex seemed quite interested.

Imogen was drawn over out of curiosity, but for some reason, every time she looked at a photo, she involuntarily compared it to Troy.

For example, Troy’s chest muscles were firm and sturdy, while his length was… She would just say that he wasn’t lacking in that department. As for Troy’s backside….

Imogen’s face

grew even redder, and she shook her head to dispel those inappropriate thoughts.

After looking at so many men’s photos, she still felt that Troy was the most perfect.

Some men in the photos were too bulky with a hulking physique, while some were too skinny with no aesthetic appeal to their muscles, whereas Troy’s body was just right.

There were also those with similar bodies to Troy’s, but their appearance couldn’t match his. Although she promised herself to forget him, tipsy as she was, she couldn’t control herself.

That person’s face kept appearing in her mind again and again. She tried to drive the thoughts away, but it was futile.

Thus, she figured that getting completely drunk would be the solution.

Only when she was thoroughly intoxicated could she stop thinking about him.

She considered that her final tribute to her ten–year–long unrequited love for Troy.

However, they didn’t know that Troy, who was hanging around, started sulking upon hearing them.

Charlie suddenly felt a chilly atmosphere around her, murmuring, “Aren’t we supposed to have heating? Why do I feel a bit cold?”

As she spoke, she returned to the main topic. “How about we go to a random bar tonight to find someone to get laid? The guys here are quite impressive. I bet you’ll forget that dimwit completely,

Imogen…”

Troy’s face got solemn when he heard that.

Luckily, he heard Imogen say, “Hmm… that might not be a good idea…”

She wasn’t really up to the idea and was also concerned about the risk of sexually transmitted diseases.

to be feeling better after

up again, and the three of them continued to drink and chat, focusing on the pictures on Charlie’s

got dizzy from drinking and had an inkling that she shouldn’t drink more. Otherwise, she might just pass

figured that being cautious was better, especially when in a

reminded Charlie and Alex to take a

Imogen felt drowsy and almost

the room, Imogen eagerly collapsed onto the bed and fell

was nothing but silence in the dark

sound broke the tranquility as the door opened and then closed again.

bedside, quietly sitting down.

the moonlight, he greedily admired Imogen’s sleeping

finally had the chance to

really missed her.

her cheek, then leaned down to kiss her forehead. He unabashedly breathed in her fragrance, although

thought, pinching

to the bar. Otherwise, he didn’t dare

the heater on in the room, Imogen was still wearing a thick coat. Starting to feel

and took it off her, then helped her

was the last layer of clothing

was

her white teeth as she unconsciously let

underwear outlined her enticing curves, making her even more enchanting and irresistible.

motives. He just wanted her to feel

dry, his eyes glued to her as his mind

blank.

the fire, the sounds making him

exposing

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Imogen over and leaned down, capturing her alluring rosy lips with a kiss, effortlessly

a long time. Troy

“Mmm…”

redder, and she began to struggle for breath. Due to discomfort, she

he quickly opened his eyes, meeting Imogen’s

wake up and was

close her eyes again and mutter, “Why am I dreaming of you? I

her words, Troy’s

want to dream of? Liam? Or Erik? Or perhaps the man who fathered her

her plump lips with his own.

“Mmm…”

brushed against Imogen’s face, making her feel even hotter. She unconsciously pulled

was pulled lower, exposing her plump and

maddened by lust. As memories of their copulation during the past three years flashed through his mind, his member that had been lying dormant rose its head.

kissed Imogen’s cheek, then playfully sucked and

let out a soft moan

her neck, sliding downward, trailing gently

of discomfort, muttering unconsciously, “Serene,

tensed as he raised his head and asked

definitely a

certain that Imogen didn’t have a friend named

Troy suspected that Serene was the

Pouting, she didn’t respond

He leaned over to Imogen’s ear and asked