Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 266 Old Friend

There were only two days left before Christmas. Imogen’s photography class started the night before Christmas Eve, and the second class was a week after.

At seven o’clock in the evening, Imogen sat in front of the computer screen on time, opened the class software, and entered the live broadcast room.

An image had appeared in the live broadcast room, showing the assistant debugging the equipment.

Imogen checked the class‘ Facebook group. The group was very lively as many students were chatting in the group while waiting for the live broadcast to start.

One of the students texted: [It’s about to start. I’m a bit excited! Oh my God, I’m so lucky. I didn’t see the information about the start of the class until the day before. When I signed up for the class, it turned out that I’d filled the last remaining quota!]

Another student echoed: [How lucky of you! I have been on standby for this. As soon as the information about the start of the class came out, I signed up immediately.]

Imogen was confused.

It was already some time ago when she signed up, and according to what that person said, the quota was already full.

Perhaps someone dropped out of the class afterward, so there were empty spots available.

“Hi, students, can you hear me?”

Suddenly, a refreshing and magnetic male voice sounded in the live broadcast room.

[Yes!]

[Me too.]

[Xavier!]

A series of speech bubbles popped up at the bottom of the screen.

“You can hear me, right? Okay, the teaching assistant will check the name list first, and after all the students are here, we will officially start the class.”

A minute later, the teaching assistant’s message appeared on the screen: [Everyone is here.] “Okay, let’s start the class now. I think you must have read our course catalog. In the first class, we will start with the classification and style of photography, and I’ll show you some outstanding works…”

Imogen listened very carefully while taking notes.

Xavier’s voice was warm and clear, and the content was credible and engaging.

Before she knew it, the two–hour class ended just like that.

students, we’ll end our class here now. Next, the teaching assistant will share the homework in

returned

the covers playing

herself with the covers while flipping through

picked up her phone, downloaded the homework

through it.

were required to analyze the expression techniques used in

techniques and

a notification sound came from her

that

she saw it, as the

the group chat to compare the group’s owner’s account with this account

did he follow her?

accepted his friend request and

obedient and well–behaved student.

[Imogen, we haven’t seen each other for a

was stunned, and shock flashed

does he mean? Does he

few words on her phone screen, paused, and pressed send: [I’m sorry, but I don’t quite

if he was very speechless: [When you first arrived in London, you didn’t want to live in the school dormitory, and I was the one who helped you find

his reply in

But I can’t remember

replied: [I’m sorry, but I had a car accident before returning to the country, and

why. Not only did you not contact me after you returned to the

frowned slightly and wondered, “I deleted him?”

accident, she clearly remembered that she had no memory, so she didn’t dare to delete her friends‘ contacts

that

and replied with an emoji: [Maybe I deleted it because I didn’t recognize it. I’m very sorry. Are you

in London for a few years, and I was the chairman of Foreign Association at that

you for your help at that time.]

have thanked me back then.]

Xavier sent her a voice message.

clicked on it, and a pleasant voice came from the speaker, which was particularly clear in the study. “After you deleted me, I thought you hated me, and I didn’t dare to disturb your life after I returned to the country either. But I didn’t

competition group. By the way, was the course quota already

a voice message, “Yes, do you want to learn photography? I can teach you.” Imogen was puzzled: [But aren’t I taking your

classes is far inferior to offline classes. You’re currently

Imogen: [Yes.]

York City too. If you want to, let’s decide on a