Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 247 See You Every Day

For a few seconds, silence hung in the air.

“Troy, I’m here!” A childish voice broke the silence.

With a bang, Grace pushed the door open and dashed inside.

When she noticed there were others in the room, she immediately halted, looking at Sarah with curious big eyes. “Hello, Ma’am!”

Sarah turned her head to look at Grace, her

eyes wide.

Her emaciated face with prominent cheekbones and sunken eye sockets made her eyes bulge, giving her a somewhat sinister look. It startled Grace, causing her to rush into Troy’s arms and whisper softly, “Troy, I’m scared.”

Troy embraced her, discreetly removing the photo from the table, and then looked at Sarah. “You can leave now. Yann is waiting for you downstairs.”

Sarah glanced at Grace again before turning around and leaving. She bumped into Imogen as she exited the room.

She was taken aback when her gaze landed on Imogen’s beautiful and radiant face. Exquisite makeup blended seamlessly with her fair and delicate skin, concealing any scars on her face. The contours of her oval face were smooth and graceful.

Imogen was wearing a camel–colored cardigan over a light–colored scarf, a checkered midi skirt, and black ankle boots on her feet. Her long brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she radiated a refined and vibrant aura, and she looked fashionable.

Sarah stared at Imogen’s face for a couple of seconds, finding no resemblance to Bill at all. “She had to look like her cunning mother!” She thought.

As she saw the woman before her, Imogen froze for a moment, taking a couple of seconds to recognize her as Sarah.

The Sarah who had caused Henry’s death.

Anger flitted across Imogen’s eyes, followed by astonishment.

“How could Sarah have become like this? Wasn’t she supposed to be protected by Troy?” She wondered.

Imogen’s gaze, a sudden flashback of her disheveled appearance that she saw in her reflection raced through

lowered her head, a hint of malice flashing in her eyes. Clenching her fists tightly, she rammed

She’s just a lowly mistress’s illegitimate child. Let her revel in

again and

steady herself, staring at Sarah’s retreating figure as she tightened her hands into fists. She suppressed her urge to confront Sarah and entered the

embrace. “Troy, who was that scary lady just now?”

girl knew about Sarah’s existence but had never

could reply, Imogen suddenly asked, “How did Sarah become so thin?”

she thin, but her skin condition and vitality were drastically different from before. Grace’s face betrayed how stunned she was. “She’s

wondering the old lady’s tastes.

hair. “Grace, Troy needs to receive treatment. Can you go call the nurse

Grace nodded her little head and

and stood up, walking slowly toward her. “Sarah has been in

that wasn’t the case. She looked at Troy in confusion and guessed, “Did you do this?”

caused Grandfather’s death. How could

at him incredulously.

up in such a place?” She wondered. “I bet you don’t believe me.” Troy took another step closer, gazing deeply into her eyes. “Imogen, I’ve said it before. I like you. All those rumors about

her lips, looking down at

matter what he said, she considered

claimed that he liked her, but she had never believed him.

telling her that he might genuinely like her,

what about what happened during their wedding

to humiliate her, as well as his decision to meet Sarah despite the

of distress and grievances she had experienced… What did they

genuinely liked her, but maybe it was

eyes for no one else but her. He would be thinking of her constantly, feeling joy when he saw her, and feeling distressed when she got hurt… She had never seen any of that in him, let alone the fact that he often

maybe he was just accustomed to her, to their three years of

me another

her silence, cautiously reached out

back to reality, instinctively