Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 338.1 Won’t Do Anything I

Imogen’s ears turned red slightly. She looked at him in disbelief and refused, “What nonsense are you talking about? I’ll drive faster. You solve it yourself after you get home!”

How could he ask her for help so directly?

How could she help him with such a favor?

Troy’s Adam’s apple rolled up and down. He was breathing heavily, saying with tolerance, “I can’t make it home… Just turn right at the next intersection and go to Central Park.”

Imogen paused and turned the steering wheel, changing the car into the right–turn lane.

The car drove into the park three minutes later.

The Central Park was currently open to the public for free. It was still cold, and it was nighttime, so the park was empty.

Imogen parked the car casually on the side of the road and took off her seat belt in a hurry. “I’ll go outside. You can handle it yourself.”

When she was about to open the car door, Troy took her wrist from the back seat, looked at her with pleading eyes, and said hoarsely, “Imogen, I beg you, please help me. I feel very uncomfortable…”

His whole body was hot, even his big hands. When he touched Imogen’s warm wrist, she couldn’t help but shrink.

His eyes were deep and burning. Imogen’s whole body felt weak. She bit her lower lip and looked. away. “No, handle it yourself…”

Troy squeezed her palm gently while narrowing his eyes slightly and said with a hint, “I won’t do anything to you.”

Imogen subconsciously tightened her fingers.

She didn’t want to understand.

she understood what he meant the moment Troy squeezed

angry that their tacit understanding came at the wrong time!

lips tightly without saying anything. She took her hand away

tightened, and a trace of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

the back seat door was opened. Imogen sat

a

pleased. He stared directly at Imogen, with the flames in his eyes burning brighter. “Thank you, Imogen.”

her little

pouted and looked away. “How

bit,” Troy added, “Red

hand over.

note came from his throat.

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dark and silent inside

of the two’s hearts in such a silent

breathing became heavier, and a rustling sound came from

she was clearly looking away. She felt like seeing it with

heart felt tight, and she clenched her hand

and said in a low voice, “Imogen, do you want to murder me?”

hand in shame and annoyance. “Do you want me to help you or not? Don’t

my fault. It’s

his hands did not stop moving

Imogen was speechless.

corners of her

face was so flushed and hot in the dark that it could almost fry an egg.

of time, Imogen pushed Troy away, arranged her clothes,