Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 225 This Is the Last Time

Troy’s eyes were empty and out of focus as if he was pondering something.

He turned around and looked at Imogen. His high eyebrows cast sharp shadows on his eye sockets. His eyes contained some kind of sexual implication.

Imogen was shy and annoyed. She stared back coldly.

Instead of being angry, Troy smiled softly.

He smiled brightly, but it made Imogen feel worried.

She hastily changed the subject and asked, “Grace, do you have any winter homework?”

Grace raised his head and blinked. “Yes, but those are too simple.”

Imogen said, “All right.”

Grace asked, “Uncle Troy, do I need to go home now? I also want to go to the reception.” Grace looked up at Troy and shook Troy’s arm.

Troy said, “Grace, you are a good girl. I will take you home first, and I will bring you donuts when I come back.”

Grace refused, “I don’t want to eat donuts. I want to go to the reception.”

Troy replied, “No.”

Grace said, “I hate you!” Grace turned away with a puffy face, moved toward Imogen, and hugged her. “Imogen, I still want to sleep with you at night.”

Imogen almost said yes.

She hesitated for a few seconds and declined, “Grace, I may come back late tonight. Could you sleep alone?”

Grace insisted on her thoughts and said, “I can wait for you.”

Imogen added, “But I came back too late and couldn’t take care of you.”

Grace said, “I can take care of myself. I can wash my face and brush my teeth, and I can also undress myself. If you come back too late, I will go to bed first!”

Imogen did not know what to say.

Seeing Imogen’s silence, Grace turned down the corners of her mouth and looked at her pitifully, “Imogen, do you not like me anymore? Do you think I’m annoying?”

Looking at her big and watery eyes, Imogen could not bear to see Grace feeling sad, and she quickly said, do like you very much.”

“I

You dislike me! Imogen, please don’t dislike me, okay? I am

“Grace, I

be lying to me.” Grace

said, “Really!” Imogen nodded hurriedly, resting her head on Grace’s, and said

to you. I will send you back to my house now. Before

are the one who loves

Imogen’s arms, looking up at her with a smile. Her

225 This is the

was full of triumphant smiles, and there was not a single tear on

been fooled. She stretched out her hand to scratch Grace’s

by Imogen. While twisting and dodging, she begged for mercy with a smile, “Imogen, stop scratching, hahaha… I am wrong.

his slender hands resting casually on his lap, he looked at them with a smile on his face. His eyes were full of doting

so hard that tears were about to come out. She couldn’t help but move to Troy’s side and climbed onto his lap, “Uncle! I’m dying of laughing. Please help me!”

arms around Grace’s small body and held Imogen’s hand with the

and helpless as if Imogen was a child who needed to be coaxed by adults. His hands were big, with long and slender fingers. The back of his hands were delicate, and the blue veins were clearly

She sighed silently.

alienation and refusal

decided to treat it as the last

time, she would definitely

“Mr. Marshall, do you

said, “No, first go to the villa to get some Grace’s clothes, and

driver said, “Yes.”

to Imogen’s

of the apartment. Imogen got out of the car, took the bag of clothes, and personally

on the sofa playing with her mobile phone when she

she saw Grace coming in from behind and immediately closed her

She put the bag on the sofa and said, “Charlie, help me take care of Grace tonight. I

responded immediately, “Thank you.’

would be bored, so she gave the iPad to her, After saying a few words, Imogen turned around

got out of the elevator, a Facebook message came from her mobile phone. She opened it and saw Charlie sending a disdainful emoji: [Tell me what’s going on?

send her away?]

was silent for a few seconds: [Don’t

felt she still had

dimwit was cunning because he knew that Imogen’s heart was tied to the child, so he used the child to

you sure?]

Imogen replied decidedly.

are you doing tonight? Don’t come

Imogen: [Private matter.]

any other personal affairs, so she rolled her eyes: [Don’t tell me it’s

not know

door to get in the car, and directly turned off the screen, pretending not to see it.

few minutes, she replied to Charlie’s message: [It’s impossible]