Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 183 Much Harder to Care

“The thief is an old hand. He took your wallet away while you were taking pictures on

Ringvassoya. I happened to see it.”

Imogen glanced at him. “Did you go to Ringvassoya, too?”

For a moment, she even suspected that Yann had taken her wallet. It wasn’t because she was being sentimental, but it was a coincidence.

“Well, I went there yesterday.”

“Well, thank you.”

They just went today.

Could it be just a coincidence?

“Why are you being polite? Meet compatriots abroad, and I should help you if I can.” Yann handed over the wallet.

you

Imogen took the wallet over and held it in her hand. And she looked up at Yann and said, “If hadn’t come so timely, I would have booked a ticket to Oslo by now. So how about I treat you to dinner tomorrow? If your friend doesn’t mind, you can come together. I treat you.”

Yann raised his eyebrows. “Let’s talk again. I’ll go back and ask my friend.”

“Isn’t your friend too strict? It is not like your friend, but like your girlfriend, who is afraid that you will go out and flirt,” Imogen said half–jokingly.

After Yann heard that, Troy’s dark face flashed in his mind, and he couldn’t help raising his eyebrows and smiled. “He is much harder to care than a girlfriend, and you will know as you see him later.”

Imogen’s eyes flickered, fleeting, and then smiled lightly. “It is just a joke, anyway. You have greatly helped me, and I will invite you to dinner. If your friend disagrees, I will talk with him by myself.”

Yann nodded with a playful smile on his face. “Okay, then I will go back first and reply to you later.”

“Okay.”

Closing the door, Imogen leaned against the door panel, looked at the wallet in her hand, and fell into deep thought.

Was it just a coincidence?

and sat down on the

“Um.”

the single sofa and responded with a

had his elbows on his knees, holding a

you already meet her yesterday? Why didn’t you send it off yourself?”

a cigarette and

just caught the thief, Troy stepped forward without saying a word and punched him a few

to hear the snap

the filter element with his

poured out, floating upward in

heart with a knife. “… I don’t plan to remarry you“.

the temperature in Norway in December was not as

Troy asked, “Did she say anything?”

she would treat me

to dinner. If you disagree, she will talk

it?

darkened, and he lit a cigarette. “Tell her that you come to

“Okay.”

whales. Charlie had already booked a big boat whale–watching

invited Yann to dinner at

her heart returned. But she didn’t

day, the three

were also members of a group that had reported whale watching by boat. And there were many American faces among

a local person, and the group communicated in the local

the morning. And as they set off at eight o’clock, more than 30

cut through the water, and the white waves parted to the two sides,

on the deck, the sea breeze blowing in her face, mixed with a unique smell of fishy and salty.

the pier was getting farther away, slowly blurring until it disappeared. She looked around, surrounded by a vast expanse of seawater. And at the

the whales would appear, so Imogen went to the restroom because she couldn’t bear the coldness.

dozen people were sitting in it at this time. The other dozen or so people were still standing

went to the deck again as

sea area where the whale

the ship was floating alone on the boundless sea with no end

lamenting how big the world was and how small people were.

aurora, whale watching was a matter of

and