Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 250 Break Her Freedom

As usual, Erik blocked his parents and the elders, lest they would inquire about his things after knowing that he fell in love with a girl.

Erik didn’t block others, and he was unwilling to block them, for Instagram was used to share the good news with his friends.

Not long after he posted, his friends, classmates, and colleagues sent blessings.

Among these blessings was a comment from Nicolas: [Wish you happy forever.]

Erik replied: [Thank you, Mr. Marshall.]

Afterward, Nicolas sent the screenshot of this post on Instagram to Troy.

Troy stared closely at the pair of interlocking hands on the screen of the mobile phone, his extremely gloomy.

eyes

In the photo, the small hand was fair and slender, looking like a woman’s hand at one glance. Troy and Imogen had been married for three years, so how could he fail to recognize Imogen’s

hands?

Nicolas was so considerate that he even sent Troy the screenshots of the comments below and Erik’s replies.

Although there were only emojis and pictures on the Moment, by looking at the blessings in the comment area and Erik’s replies of gratitude for them, it was self–evident that Erik revealed his romantic relationship with Imogen through this Instagram.

Troy’s big hand holding the mobile phone was slowly tightened, and the veins on the back of the hand were bulged. Under the calm expression, there was an intense gloom in his eyes as if a beast in his body woke up, roaring wildly, clamoring to tear Erik up.

“Imogen! You do a fucking good job!” Troy thought angrily.

The day before, Imogen promised Troy that she would no longer deliberately alienate him and allow him to compete fairly with Erik.

And on this day, Imogen knew Troy’s attitude towards Sarah and knew that Troy really liked Imogen.

As a result, Imogen stayed with Erik in the evening!

‘Does Imogen like Erik that much?

What does she take me for?‘ Troy thought.

Troy gritted his teeth, suppressed the soreness in his throat, and turned off the phone.

He leaned weakly on the back of the sofa, with one arm on his eyes. The uncontrollable anger erupted violently in Troy’s heart like a volcano eruption, with half of the sky burning red by the scarlet flames, thick smoke curling up to cover the clouds and the sun.

In the shadow side of Troy’s heart, a dark idea broke through the cold and damp soil bit by bit, slowly sprouting and growing up.

“Since Imogen is not obedient, I will lock her up to break her freedom. In this way, she will stay by my side obediently.” Troy thought.

what’s the matter with you?” The childish voice of Grace came to Troy’s ears,

Troy’s irritable heart.

looked at Grace. “Grace, I’m fine

tired.”

bed

will accompany you to wait for Imogen

glanced at his watch and yawned. “It’s almost

a low voice, a glint of darkness flashing in his

anymore, and then she fell asleep

to the ward bed and covered her with

sat on the sofa alone, staring at the door and waiting

sent Erik home, she drove back

ward, she knocked on the door. As she pushed the door open to go in, she ran across Troy’s

Looking around, she saw the bulge on the ward bed. “Did Grace already

followed Imogen tightly. His eyes were as deep as a pool as if

like that?” Imogen felt restless

looked down. “Nothing. Do you want to take Grace back

“It’s better to take her back. It’s inconvenient

walked to the

the quilt, with only a

She smacked her small lips from

Grace

she retracted her hand, she inadvertently bumped into the person behind her. When Imogen turned her head, she suddenly found that Troy had stood quiet behind her. His eyes were extremely gloomy, staring

Imogen felt that her back seemed to be touched by a ghost and felt cold all over. She

too focused to hear my

“Really?” Asked Imogen.

“Yes,” answered Troy.

felt that Troy was gloomy the

wanted to wake

“Grace…”

Imogen felt pain in the back of his neck. Imogen couldn’t see anything as her mind went blank, and then

and fixedly looked at her beautiful and

fascinated eyes.

kissed Imogen’s brow lightly, and murmured, “Imogen, don’t blame

coming from the courtyard, Sue came out to take a look. “Mr. Marshall, aren’t

to undergo surgery,

said, “Grace fell asleep in the back seat, and you carry her back to the room to sleep. If

responded without doubt and carried

the bedroom with Imogen in

Imogen on the big bed, leaned over to stare at Imogen’s face, and

Imogen’s unconsciousness, Troy kissed Imogen’s lips, making them red and

and thought, “Imogen is the most obedient

Imogen’s shoes, scarf, jacket, skirt, etc., leaving only