Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 272 Unrestrained

“Um?”

A short and concise note came from beside her, deep in her throat, indistinct.

“What’s wrong?”

A low and magnetic figure impacted Imogen’s ears, close enough to tap against her cool eardrums like an unexpected electric current, sending tingling sensations throughout her body. Fireworks flickered outside the window, illuminating the dark room.

Imogen turned over, and before her eyes was Troy’s sexy Adam’s apple and clearly defined jaw.

She paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and sat up, supporting herself. “How did into my bed?!”

Troy rubbed his eyes, squinting, and scratched his head absentmindedly. “Did I?”

Imogen pulled the blanket on herself. “No? Look with your eyes wide open…”

Her words stopped halfway as she stared at the blanket in her hands, stunned. She stared wide–eyed at the quilt in her hand and froze on the spot.

This blanket… seemed to be Troy’s…

you get

In an instant, Imogen sit up from the bed, scanned the room, and finally found her blanket under the bed…

At that moment, Imogen felt so awkward that she wished she never woke up.

Troy lay on the bed, looking at her with a smiling but non–smiling gaze. “What are you looking at?” “…Nothing…”

Imogen quietly got off the bed and brought her own blanket back onto the bed.

Troy chuckled.

Imogen grew increasingly embarrassed, and her ears turned red.

She couldn’t help but raise her hand and lightly hit Troy. “Stop laughing!”

She tried to put on an angry expression, but in Troy’s ears, it sounded like an endearing complaint.

“Well, I’m still going to laugh.”

Troy really did laugh, intentionally showing his teeth and revealing a set of neat, white teeth. Imogen paused.

Troy seemed to be getting more and more childish recently.

In the past, he never showed such an expression.

Imogen was furious and reached out to scratch Troy’s waist twice. “Keep laughing!”

her hand and

Her lips brushed against his cheek. The soft and smooth long hair brushed against Troy’s face, tickling him like a feather, sending

head slightly, looking deeply into Imogen’s eyes, and instinctively pressed the back

“You… Mmm…”

herself up with both arms on his chest, struggling to

that Troy

Everything spun

before her

eyes.

the time Imogen reacted, they had already switched positions.

over her, kissing her lips even more unabashedly. Their breaths intertwined, their lips entangled, and Troy felt her delicate and alluring body underneath him. He became even more passionate, deepening the

the first two buttons of her pajamas came undone, revealing a

button, conveniently unbuttoning it caressing her

her lower lip, feeling a chill in front of her. She belatedly realized that

stop… get up quickly…”

Imogen struggled fiercely.

to admit that Troy was incredibly skilled in kissing and teasing.

and her resistance weakening as her words became soft and trembling. It seemed as if she was inviting him instead of rejecting him.

became even

looked up at Imogen’s eyes, and his gaze in

and temptation. He

“Hmm…”

a soft moan and

a child crying came from the corridor outside, tearing at

it approached.

Imogen

away. “Is

out of bed, walked to the door in large strides,

them while crying, with tears streaming

door of a room with a gloomy expression. He glanced coldly at her, took

this for the first time, his heart ached immensely.

clothes and quickly approached. “Grace, why are you crying? Tell

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me.”

“Sob… sob…”

eyes were red, crying intermittently, and he

him up and sat down on the edge of the bed, cradling

buried his head in Imogen’s arms, tightly gripping the corner of her pajamas,

might be related to Emily, but

Grace calmed down, and his face filled with

and gently wiped Grace’s face. “Grace, do

head in a sullen manner.

can sleep with Troy and me in

Grace nodded.

you want to