Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 201 Did Jeremy Satisfy You?

Imogen drove her car to Galaxy Villa.

She couldn’t help but slow down as she approached the section near the villa.

There was an inexplicable feeling when being close there.

Imogen took a deep breath and calmed down.

The car stopped at the gate of Galaxy Villa.

The license plate number was still in the security monitoring of the apartment, and the gate lever was raised. She stepped on the accelerator, drove in, and stopped outside the villa.

Sue was cleaning in the courtyard, and when she heard the sound of the car engine, she looked up, put down the broom–in surprise, and came up to her. “Mrs. Marshall, you are back!”

Imogen smiled faintly, “Sue, I’m divorced from him, so stop calling me Mrs. Marshall. I’m here today to pick up Mochi.”

Sue said kind of pitifully, “Ms. Forbes, Mochi is not here now.” Imogen was surprised. “Mochi isn’t here?”

“Yes.” Sue sighed, “It’s all my fault. I hugged Mochi to play in the yard some days ago. It may

be because it is too young to have strong immunity or because the yard is too humid. Unexpectedly, Mochi got ringworm. So Mr. Marshall sent Mochi to the pet hospital.”

Ringworm was not life–threatening, but it would cause hair loss in cats. It would spread all over the body in severe cases, and the treatment cycle was very long. If it was serious, external medicine might not be helpful. But Mochi was too young, so internal medicine might be harmful to its liver.

Imogen was worried. “Which pet hospital is Mochi in?”

“Well… I don’t know.” Sue shook her head apologetically. “Mr. Marshall sent it to the hospital but didn’t tell me where it was.”

Sue said again, “Mr. Marshall is at home now. How about you ask him?”

Imogen was silent for a few seconds, and the scene that she and Troy ended on bad terms last time appeared in her mind.

Well, sooner or later, they still had to meet.

“Okay, then I’ll ask.”

Imogen stepped into the living room, went straight to the second floor, and knocked on the door of the study.

After two seconds of silence, a deep voice came from inside. “Come in.”

Imogen pressed the doorknob, pushed the door open, and entered.

Troy was concentrating on the computer screen without raising his head as if he thought the person who came in was Sue. “What’s the matter?”

took two steps inside. “Well, excuse me… Which pet

chair, withdrew his hand from the keyboard, and placed it on the armrest. When tapping the

pick it up when it recovers

repeated. “Why do

you

and continued to look at the computer seriously as if

she would see the desktop on the

watching her from the window. When he saw Imogen enter the

hard.

paused. “Sue said you sent it to

had something to do that day, so

felt a

and ask Mr. Jordan. Thank you. You can

back, grabbed the doorknob, and wanted to close the

suddenly and stopped her.

“Is there

his phone on the

wait a moment and answered the phone. “Hello… Well, Sue has been at the villa all the time… You can come to visit the house at any time… The price can

go first.” Troy hung up the phone without changing his face and put the phone on the desk, but his eyes kept falling on Imogen’s face. He didn’t want to ignore the slightest expression change

Lane was puzzled.

Troy trying to sell the villa?

her

to say goodbye to the marriage of the past three years.

to marry

this precisely what

want to sell the villa at

little disappointed in her heart after

used to it yet, and it would

down. “Are you going to sell this

on her face carefully. “I have this

would be best if you sell it. Since you’re divorced, it’s useless to keep it.” Imogen said lightly, “By the

was indifferent, Troy

His

he couldn’t help but speak nonsense, “How is

Jeremy satisfy you?”

took a deep breath. “Is this what you wanted to say? Then, thank you for your concern. Jeremy is young and has good physical strength. I am happy with

him!”

and approached Imogen step by step, gritted his teeth, and paused after every single word. “Good physical strength? You, are, happy?”

at Troy. “Is there

anger. “Imogen! Very well!”