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?

went directly to Troy’s room and sat down

“Um.”

on the single sofa and responded with a

knees,

meet her yesterday? Why

a cigarette and lit it with Troy’s fire.

Troy stepped forward

be able to hear the

took a deep puff of the cigarette. Then he clamped the filter element with his index finger and middle

smoke immediately poured out, floating

recalled the words Imogen said yesterday that stabbed his heart with a knife. “…

felt that the temperature in Norway in December was not as

few seconds, Troy asked, “Did she say anything?”

would treat me

what Troy would say, so he said before he could speak, “She said I helped her a lot. She must invite me to dinner. If you disagree, she will talk to you in person.” Troy

Troy playfully. “How is it? You

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

“Okay.”

whales. Charlie had already booked a big boat whale–watching tour, which started around

to dinner at night.

feeling in her heart returned. But

following day, the three arrived at the pier designated

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 boat. And there were many American faces among

was a local person, and the group communicated in the local language.

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

hull cut through the water, and the white waves parted to the

breeze blowing in her

it disappeared. She looked around, surrounded by a vast expanse of seawater.

appear, so Imogen went to

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

it took. But Imogen went to the deck again as

them near the sea area

the ship was floating alone on the boundless sea

couldn’t help lamenting how big the world was and how small people were.

was a

kept their eyes wide open and