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

bring it up again, and the three of them continued to drink and

that she shouldn’t drink

better, especially when in a

to take a cab back

the car, Imogen felt drowsy and

onto the bed and fell into a deep

and there was nothing but silence in the dark

creaking sound broke the tranquility as the door opened

at Imogen’s bedside, quietly sitting

he greedily admired

moment, he finally had the chance to gaze upon her openly,

really missed

kiss her forehead. He unabashedly breathed in her fragrance, although

drunkard!” He thought,

didn’t agree to go to the bar. Otherwise, he didn’t dare to think about what he might have done!

to feel hot and sweaty, she hummed to indicate her discomfort, subconsciously pulling at her clothes.

jacket and took it off her, then helped her out of her sweater and thick leggings.

was the

wasn’t sure if it was due to the alcohol or

her white teeth as she unconsciously

enticing curves, making

had no ulterior motives. He just wanted

his mouth was dry, his eyes glued

blank.

added fuel to the fire, the sounds making him swell with desire.

exposing her

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any longer. He flipped Imogen over and leaned down, capturing her alluring rosy

of wine met his tongue, a sensation he had missed for a long time. Troy couldn’t help but lose himself in it,

“Mmm…”

to discomfort, she opened her eyes and nudged the person on top of her.

quickly opened his eyes, meeting Imogen’s

to wake up and was about

again and mutter, “Why

her words, Troy’s

of me? Then who does she want to dream of? Liam?

plump lips with his own. He kissed her hungrily, biting and sucking her lips, his tongue stirring her mouth as he sucked the air

“Mmm…”

Imogen’s face, making her feel even hotter. She

pulled lower, exposing her plump and alluring

that point, Troy was maddened by lust. As memories of their copulation during the past three years flashed

playfully sucked and

soft moan and trembled

sliding downward, trailing gently over her collarbone and chest. Then,

a hum out of discomfort, muttering unconsciously, “Serene,

his head and asked in a deep voice, “Who’s Serene?”

definitely a

certain that Imogen didn’t have

back to the scene just now, Troy suspected that Serene

was still asleep. Pouting, she didn’t respond to

give up. He leaned over to Imogen’s ear and asked softly, “Imogen, who is Serene?”