Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 248 Family of Three

Before they got married, he was often caught up in social engagements, to the point where even his grandfather advised him not to push himself too hard. However, he was young and felt the weight of numerous people’s dissatisfaction with him within the company. He believed he had to work doubly hard and not let down his grandfather, who had supported his rise to power. After their marriage, his social commitments gradually decreased. He would often come home after work to have dinner with her. If he didn’t like her, she couldn’t have persuaded him to change his bad habits.

Before their marriage, due to the high–pressure environment at the company, he often scolded employees for their mistakes. However, in Imogen’s memory, he was always gentle with his subordinates.

Even he hadn’t realized the subtle influence Imogen had on him.

By the time he did realize, it was already too late.

Hearing his heartfelt confession, Imogen suddenly didn’t know how to respond.

She felt happiness. After nearly a decade of liking him, he had finally echoed her love.

Yet, she also felt sadness. While he might like her now, the fact remained that he had hurt her for Sarah. The scars from that past pain were still vivid, unerasable.

Mostly, she felt a sense of lament, wondering if their ending could have been different if he had discovered her feelings earlier.

But there were no “what ifs” in life.

That marriage had exhausted her both physically and emotionally. She couldn’t return to the Imogen before, who loved him with all her heart.

It was as if she had lost the capacity to love someone.

“Troy, the nurse is here!”

Grace entered in a scurry, breaking the silence in the room.

Imogen patted Grace’s head. “You’re such a good girl, Grace.”

She looked up at Troy. “You should go for your infusion.”

Troy stood there silently.

The nurse entered with a bottle of medication and a sealed syringe. She glanced at Troy and asked, “On the sofa or the bed?”

Troy turned around and sat on the sofa. “Here.”

“All right.”

The nurse hung the bottle on a nearby stand and deftly inserted the needle into Troy’s vein.

even leaned in to blow a puff of air on his arm. “You’re doing such a good job. It won’t hurt for

filled with her favorite painting supplies such as paints, brushes, and a drawing

out and played with Grace.

“Ding!”

Facebook

the app on her phone. It’s a message from

a settlement

lengthy message to express

of

Troy, Yann’s

[Imogen, this has nothing to do with you. You don’t need to blame yourself. Both my parents and I are really thankful to you. They wanted to invite you for dinner, but I made an excuse to decline. Would you happen to have time tomorrow

I pick

trouble yourself. Let’s

Imogen: [That’s okay.].

it

she would bring

glanced at the little girl busy with her drawings

put down her phone and looked up, meeting

his gaze, pondering who might have sent

wondered if it could

message.

approached Grace. “Are you drawing a

I’m drawing the three of us. This is Troy, this is

paper, two adults were on each side, holding hands with a child in the middle. At first glance,

really clever, Grace. You drew it

the side, Troy heard that and smiled. “Grace, would you be willing to give this

for myself…” The little girl looked conflicted but eventually agreed, “Fine, I’ll give it to

can keep it if you like,

look at this drawing after

that she didn’t intend to stay for

Grace. There’s still awhile before your vacation ends. Don’t think too

you like to stay and play with Troy at the hospital this evening? I

you going out to

Imogen, his gaze intense.

raced under his gaze, feeling inexplicably guilty. “Um, he reconciled with the supplier,

family’s situation. The latter part of her sentence was subconsciously said to Troy.

saying that, she realized she didn’t need to

to go

I can’t take you this time. Would you mind keeping Troy