Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 320.2 Safe, (2)

“Why don’t you pick him up? Maybe there’s something important.” Yohan said, “Jeff has arrived in New York City this afternoon. Maybe something has come out in the interrogation.”

Thinking of the truth she learned in the morning, Imogen pursed her lips, hung up, and turned off the phone. “It’s okay, no need to answer it.”

Yohan’s eyes flashed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

After dinner, it was almost seven o’clock.

“Let’s go. Where do you live? I’ll take you back.” Yohan said.

Imogen told him the address of the apartment.

Yohan took Imogen to the gate of the apartment. Imogen opened the door and exited the car, waving to Yohan. “Thank you, Hann. I won’t invite you up. Bye.”

“See you then.”

After Imogen entered the apartment, Yohan drove away.

Imogen turned on her mobile phone while walking into the apartment lobby.

A bunch of call records came in again, which were all from Troy.

was on. She lowered her head and looked at the number on the screen. She hesitated and

the familiar cell phone ringtone rang from the

two seconds to realize the situation. Then she raised

You… why didn’t you say anything?”

her phone so seriously just now that she thought the person

His eyes fell on her cheek.

put on makeup at the police station in the

hair, which was initially in a bun,

was wearing were

with pain and then became gloomy and terrifying, full of hostility as if a

that his joints creaked, and he

top of the trash can, and crushed it hard. The sparks disappeared, and the cigarette broke into pieces.

butts on it, and a layer of soot was spread under

shivered out of fear as if it was her had been crashed by Troy rather

butt.

back and swallowed.

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it just because she didn’t

step, trying his best to restrain his impulse,

of smoke and an aggressive male aura loomed over. Imogen subconsciously held her breath

“Anything else?”

to the bar