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.

Imogen went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

he could ask his secretary to deliver

she made too much breakfast.

moment, Imogen fried four

she would say she wanted to bring it to

her door and shouted, “Charlie, get

sleepy voice came from the room. “Imogen, I forgot to tell you. I don’t work

a breath.

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

sandwiches and sat up.

not at work today and is

down and don’t disturb her,” Imogen said with a guilty cor

raised his eyebrows, feeling

was clearly afraid that Charlie would find him here, but she

breakfast, Troy borrowed Imogen’s cell

set. Before leaving, she repeatedly

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twenty minutes after Imogen left, Lane came with Troy’s clothes.

on the door hard.

and opened the door with a resentful look, glaring at Lane in front of

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

send clothes

it. She opened her mouth in disbelief.

deliver clothes to Mr.

now?” Charlie pointed to the living room behind