Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

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Chapter 319.1 Love and Hate(1)

When Imogen was studying abroad, he did have a crush on her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have paid particular attention to her.

She knew his hobby was photography, and he also discovered she had some talent in this area. He also asked her if she wanted to learn photography, but she refused.

But later, for some unknown reason, Imogen alienated him and moved out of the apartment he introduced.

After that, Imogen returned to the country and deleted all his contact information, and the two lost contact.

That good feeling was not enough to support him to return to the country with her, and he gradually left this person behind.

One day, after work, he opened a group chat on his mobile phone and saw a familiar account. Perhaps because this chat app had not been commonly used in recent years, her avatar and nickname had not changed.

He was one of the original initiators of the Mountain and River Photography Competition and was one of the previous years‘ judges.

Yohan did not expect the two to meet again because of photography, nor did he expect Imogen to sign up for his photography course.

Only then did he realize that she had lost her memory and had forgotten about studying abroad that year.

Yohan was a little surprised then, and he didn’t have much thought when he proposed the invitation to go sightseeing.

However, after learning that she was the ex–wife of his half–brother Troy, his mind changed. unknowingly…

Yohan’s eyes fell on Imogen’s face.

a faint blush on her cheeks, her eyes were moist, and the ends of her eyes were also red, with a bit of charm that she didn’t usually

go, I’ll take you back.”

I still want to

glass of wine before her and

with one hand, and

the wine bottle

Damn Troy!

of her forgiveness taken

just drunk some on the bottle, and Yohan took the bottle

“Give it back!”

for a moment and then said with determination, “You can’t drink anymore. I’ll

leave me alone.”

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“Don’t be willful.”

are so

arm and

table tightly

reluctantly let go. “Okay,

the wine bottle and glass

at him suspiciously, picked up the wine glass, and slowly brought the rim

at him as if to see

couldn’t help

different from that of being sober. She was much cuter

sigh, lowered her head, and raised her hand to pinch her bulging