Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 249 Official Announcement

Imogen was momentarily surprised, and for an instant, she felt utterly bewildered and at a loss. There was only shock and embarrassment in her heart, with no room for anything else.

The crowd of onlookers grew larger and louder.

Erik held a bouquet, his youthful face radiating deep affection. His clear eyes reflected Imogen’s image, and he earnestly said, “Imogen, can you be my girlfriend?”

Imogen composed herself, her mind racing with a thousand thoughts as she quickly made a decision.

Suppressing any reluctance, she put on a perfectly polished smile. With the public as witness, she nodded gently. “Yes.”

The smile on Erik’s lips widened in an instant, revealing his neat, white teeth. His eyes shimmered with a mix of surprise and joy.

He hadn’t expected Imogen to agree directly. The best outcome he had envisioned was that Imogen wouldn’t immediately refuse and would take some time to consider.

“Wow!”

The surrounding crowd erupted in congratulatory cheers.

In the presence of everyone’s earnest glances, Erik placed the bouquet into Imogen’s arms. As he leaned closer, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he said softly, “Thank you, Imogen.”

Taking the bouquet, Imogen curved her lips into a smile. “What are you thanking me for?”

Passersby noticed their interaction and began to cheer again.

A man sitting nearby yelled, “Kiss! Give her a kiss!”

Upon hearing him, other customers followed suit, chanting, “Kiss! Kiss!”

Erik’s ears turned red, and his eyes gleamed with a watery shine. He gazed closely at Imogen, his palm damp with sweat. Summoning his courage, he asked, “Imogen, may I?”

Imogen hesitated for a moment, forcing a smile with all her might before lifting her hand and gently tapping on her cheek.

“Thank you, Imogen.”

Erik’s eyes sparkled with joy. As he leaned in slowly, his warm breath brushed against Imogen’s cheek.

Amidst the laughter, whistling, and hollering from the crowd, Imogen felt tense, closing her eyes stiffly.

Being close to someone she didn’t like intimately was a bit challenging.

wandered, and she couldn’t help but wonder how Troy managed

like this?” she wondered. “And why did I suddenly think of

thoughts, she felt the warm and soft touch of Erik’s

He only pecked on her cheek, effectively soothing the

placing the bouquet she held on

table.

who wants cake can come and

creamy frills and a layer of fruit, with the words

portion that had the words “I love you” decorated on it and placed

“Thank you.”

why are you still saying thank

not used to it yet.”

cut the cake into smaller pieces and proactively delivered them to the tables with children. After he initiated it, more people came to take

her head low, Imogen tasted

and put it into her

away.

confession from Erik was unexpected.

she was being forced into a corner. However, it was to her benefit that they established their relationship, for it

that Erik was just a child back then, and Blake had concealed everything from him. Erik placed great trust in Blake, his father. If she were to ask about it directly, she would likely receive information that had been

challenge was to make Erik reveal useful information without arousing suspicion. That was a matter that required careful consideration.

beyond control. She would inevitably hurt him, and she hadn’t figured out how to deal with

more cake, Imogen?” Erik asked

put down her fork. “No thanks. Eating too much cake would make me greasy.”

It’s still early. Want to take a stroll by

happy that night

her.

gently.

the door on the driver’s side. “Imogen, I’ve got my driver’s license now.

and

warm air, quickly

of the window at the receding street view.

the while, Erik

as if they were still adjusting to

atmosphere inside the car was quiet.

suddenly asked, “Imogen, can we announce

and adopted a professional tone as she replied, “We can, but I hope you’ll block your older relatives from seeing it for now. Also, ensure your friends on Instagram won’t leak this information to the media or other users. I don’t like my private life

was Troy’s ex–wife, which