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?

sat down on the sofa.

“Um.”

the single sofa and responded with

knees, holding a cigarette case and lighter.

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

and lit it with Troy’s

the thief, Troy stepped forward without saying a

the snap of

on the table, Troy took a deep puff of the cigarette. Then he clamped the filter element with his index finger and middle finger and moved it away. As he opened his thin

of smoke immediately poured out, floating

words Imogen said yesterday that stabbed his heart with a knife. “… I don’t

felt that the temperature in Norway in December was

seconds, Troy asked,

would treat me to

lot. She must invite me to dinner.

playfully. “How is it? You have to agree this

face darkened, and he lit a cigarette. “Tell her that

“Okay.”

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

Imogen invited Yann to

the weird feeling in her heart returned. But she didn’t

the following day, the three arrived at

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

a local person, and the group communicated in

set off at eight o’clock,

the water, and the white waves parted to the

the deck, the sea breeze blowing in her face, mixed with a unique smell of

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

sea area where the whales would appear, so Imogen went to the restroom because she couldn’t

was a small lounge on the boat, and already a dozen people were sitting in it at this time. The other dozen or so people were still standing outside, enjoying

know how long it took. But Imogen went to

near the sea area where the whale

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

couldn’t help lamenting how big the world

was

wide open and carefully scanned every