Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 196 What a Waste!

“Why is this so embarrassing? Let’s come together.” Imogen said.

She removed her sandals, sat on the beach, rinsed her hands, and started stringing up pieces of meat and seafood.

The tour guide prepared bread slices, lettuce, pork belly sausage, etc. The seafood was bought in the nearby town, and most of the grilled fish, shrimp, and scallops.

The pork belly had been sliced into small pieces that needed to be skewered on sticks by their own hands, as did the seafood.

Do–it–yourself food was a memorable thing to do on the beach while enjoying the sea breeze and talking and laughing with unfamiliar travelers preparing a barbecue.

While chatting, the young boy mentioned that his name was Jeremy and his companion was Joshua.

When it was simply too late to skewer all the pork belly meat and seafood, Jeremy suggested, “Ladies, that’s a little slow. Why don’t we skewer and grill at the same time?”

“OK.”

“Then you guys skewer it, and I’ll grill it. You guys can skewer more of whatever you like, and I’ll grill it for you.” Jeremy said, smiling, showing a mouthful of white, straight teeth.

Charlie got it right away. She liked shrimp and had a plate of them skewered in front of her. She offered the whole dish to Jeremy, “Jeremy, I love shrimp, grill more for me.”

“Okay. What do you like to eat?” Jeremy looked at Imogen with a smile.

“I’m not picky about food. I can eat whatever you give me.” Imogen said.

“Then I’ll bake some of each.”

The food was placed on the grill, and it didn’t take long for the sound to be bared, accompanied by a choking smell of smoke.

One by one, as the food cooked, Jeremy took a clean plate, placed it in front of Imogen and Charlie, and said, “Ladies, I’ll put all the finished skewers on this plate, so you can take them if you

want.”

“Thank you. You are so good.”

Jeremy smiled and said, “It’s not a big deal. It’s our honor to be able to work for you two beauties.” Charlie and Imogen looked at each other. They put down the sticks in their hands and ate a bunch of pork bellies first.

The shrimp were slow to cook, and Charlie had already looked that way several times.

a skewer of grilled sausage and continued to skewer pork belly, eating as she skewered.

to sweat on her forehead and said, “Jeremy, don’t bother with the skewers. Come to eat some. There is no need to

in Jeremy’s eyes, “Ok, thank

worked harder on the skewers..

grilling these first, and then we’ll skewer more if we don’t have

herself with a shrimp

a skewer of toasted bread slices with a side of pork belly meat sprinkled with seasoning and enjoyed it while admiring

away, the sea was churning, and

seeing that Imogen and Charlie rarely touched the food on their plates anymore, volunteered to go up and ask,

glanced at the town not far away and smiled as she refused. “No need. Aren’t

drinks.” Jeremy quickly ran back into the car and came out with a few bottles

good.” Imogen took a bottle with her.

Charlie said, took a bottle of Sprite from Jeremy’s arms, looked at Jeremy with a

scratched his

tour guide began to ask them to

the bus and whispered, “You don’t like Erik. How about

gave Charlie a blank look. “What have you been thinking

see that this Jeremy has feelings for you too. Imogen, look, you have good luck with men

forehead, finding it a little amusing. “Whoever it is, I have no plans for

now.”

sighed. “What a waste!”

you think it’s a pity? Why don’t

would like to, but he doesn’t

you made a mistake?”

equally but stares at you every time he speaks.”

Imogen was speechless.

way, have you contacted Erik now?”

“Not much.”

approached her to chat, and she replied less. If not for the fact that Erik was also from New York City and there

sure enough, they saw a helicopter not far or close. The tour guide retracted his gaze and said, “You don’t have to be envious. When you get to the Princess Town to Peterborough section, you can also

and

they reached Apollo Bay.

to camp here tonight.

tents and taught them how to set

offered to help, but Imogen refused, “It’s okay. Get yourself done. We can

there and smiled awkwardly. He could sense Imogen’s

up the tent, the tour guide allows them to move freely.

for a stroll in the side woods to see the Cape Otway Lightstation.