Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 334.1–A Man Hidden Inside (1)

Imogen got out of bed, washed up, and told Troy, “Stay here. When Charlie leaves for work, ask someone to come and give you clothes.”

“Okay.” Troy was lying on the bed, his face slightly flushed, his lips dry and white, and his voice a little hoarse.

Imogen frowned and looked at Troy carefully. “Are you… having a fever?”

Troy raised his hand to feel the temperature of his forehead and hesitated for a moment. “It seems

So.”

Imogen was speechless.

She went out and came in with a cup of water and a box of antipyretics. She put them on the table. “Drink some water first. When you ask the secretary to deliver clothes, ask him to bring breakfast. You can take your medicine after breakfast.”

“Okay.”

Listening to her caring words, Troy felt he hadn’t heard them for a long time. “Thank you.”

She often told him these before.

Now he hadn’t heard it for a long time.

He looked at her. “Imogen, you are so kind to me.”

Imogen glared at him, turned around and entered the bathroom.

washing up, Imogen went to the

to deliver breakfast

suspicion if she made

Imogen fried four eggs and made four sandwiches.

wanted to bring it to the

out, Imogen came to her door and shouted, “Charlie, get up and have breakfast!”

voice came from the room. “Imogen, I forgot to tell you. I don’t work today and won’t have breakfast.”

took a breath. “Okay.”

brought breakfast into the room and gave Troy two sandwiches and a glass of milk. “Charlie is not eating

glanced the sandwiches and sat up.

and

and don’t disturb her,”

raised his eyebrows, feeling a

would find him here,

borrowed Imogen’s cell phone

the set. Before leaving, she repeatedly asked him not to disturb

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Imogen left, Lane came with Troy’s

on the door

Charlie was wearing pajamas and opened the door with a resentful look, glaring at Lane

his hand and said, “Hello, Ms. Franco, right? My name is Lane, and I am Mr. Marshall’s

send clothes to Troy…”

mouth in disbelief. “What did you just

to deliver clothes to Mr.

is here now?” Charlie pointed to the living