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.

Grace’s little backpack along, filled with her favorite

everything out and played

“Ding!”

of a Facebook

the app on her

a settlement with the supplier.

immediately wrote a lengthy message to express

of such

wasn’t related to Troy,

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 evening?

[I do. Should I pick

trouble yourself. Let’s meet at the

Imogen: [That’s okay.].

the way, Imogen… Could it

was probably afraid that she would

the little girl busy with her drawings

down her phone and looked up, meeting Troy’s gaze.

withdrew his gaze, pondering who might

it

message.

also averted her eyes and approached Grace. “Are

head. “No, I’m drawing the three of us. This is Troy,

the paper, two adults were on each side, holding hands with a child

head. “You’re really clever, Grace. You drew it so nicely.”

smiled. “Grace, would you be willing to give this drawing

myself…” The little girl looked

if

look at this drawing after I go back, I’ll think

she didn’t intend to

vacation ends. Don’t think too much

“Grace, would you like to stay and play with Troy at the hospital this evening? I will come to pick you

“Are you going out to

looked at Imogen, his gaze

reason, Imogen’s heart raced under his gaze, feeling inexplicably guilty. “Um, he reconciled with the supplier, so he wants to treat me

the Hale family’s situation. The latter part of her sentence was subconsciously said

she realized she didn’t need to

to go with

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