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 a good girl!” Grace cried while covering

heartbroken patted Grace’s shoulders, and explained, “Grace, I really didn’t dislike you!

“Really? You must be lying to me.” Grace said with a

hurriedly, resting her

my house now. Before

are the one who loves me most!”

and threw herself into Imogen’s arms, looking up at her with a smile. Her

This is

full of triumphant smiles, and there was not a single

She stretched out her hand to scratch Grace’s armpit. “You are naughty! You

she begged for mercy with a smile, “Imogen, stop scratching, hahaha… I am wrong. I will

the side, with his legs crossed, leaning against the back of the chair. With his slender hands resting casually on his lap, he looked at them with a smile on his face. His eyes were full of

She couldn’t help but move to Troy’s side and climbed onto his lap, “Uncle! I’m dying of

small body and held Imogen’s hand with the other.

by adults. His hands were big, with long and slender fingers. The back of his hands were delicate, and the blue veins were clearly visible. He tightly wrapped Imogen’s hands. His hands conveyed the feeling of heat and roughness. He rubbed her delicate skin,

She sighed silently.

plan of alienation and refusal failed.

it. She decided to treat it as

she would definitely refuse.

do you want to divert

go to the villa to

driver said, “Yes.”

to Imogen’s

the entrance of the apartment. Imogen got out of the car, took the bag

phone when she saw Imogen coming back, and she said, “Send her…”

finished speaking, she saw Grace coming in from behind

on the sofa and said, “Charlie, help me take care of Grace tonight. I have something to do, so I’ll be back later.” In front of Grace, Charlie quickly agreed. “Okay, go ahead. Grace, you will have dinner with me

responded immediately, “Thank you.’

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

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?

her away?]

[Don’t

still

that Imogen’s heart was tied to the child, so he used the child to persuade Imogen to

you sure?]

Imogen replied decidedly.

are you doing tonight? Don’t

Imogen: [Private matter.]

so she rolled her eyes: [Don’t tell me it’s related to

not know what

to the gate of the apartment, opened the door to get in the car, and directly turned off the screen,

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