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?

down on the sofa. “The

“Um.”

sofa and

his elbows on his knees, holding a cigarette

Why didn’t you

and

thought that as they had just caught the thief, Troy stepped

hear the snap of the

clamped the filter element with his

smoke immediately poured out, floating upward in circles, and finally disappeared.

yesterday that stabbed his heart with a knife. “… I don’t plan to remarry you“.

in Norway in December was not as cold as

few seconds, Troy asked, “Did she say

she would treat me to dinner

me to dinner. If you disagree, she will talk to you

is it? You have to agree this time, right?”

her that

“Okay.”

already booked a big boat whale–watching

invited Yann to dinner at

in her heart returned. But she didn’t

7: 30 the following day, the three arrived at the pier

there were already many people waiting at the pier. It was obvious from a glance that they were also members of a group that had reported whale watching by

booked a catamaran, the tour guide was a local person, and the group communicated

at 7: 40 in 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, gradually

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

blurring until it disappeared. She looked around, surrounded by a vast expanse of seawater. And at the end of the azure, there were faintly visible snow–capped mountains that

sea area where the whales would appear, so Imogen went to the restroom because

dozen people were sitting in it at this time. The other dozen

to the deck again as the tour guide

area where the

had long since disappeared, and the ship was floating alone on the boundless sea with no end in

the world was and how small people

watching was a matter of luck.

eyes wide open and