Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 338.2 Won’t Do Anything II

Imogen tilted her head slightly to glare at him. “Leave me alone. Don’t bother me.”

Troy gave out a faint smile. “It’s my fault.”

“Leave me…”

Her lips were still red, swollen, and stinging. Imogen couldn’t see his proud look. She pushed him away and got into the driver’s seat.

Troy smiled at her figure and returned to the back seat.

The car smelled of decay.

Imogen started the car and lowered the car window. She secretly decided to go to the car wash.

tomorrow.

“Troy, what happened tonight?”

She saw traces of rubbing against the wall on his coat just now when she sat on the back seat. “Someone plotted against me. After discovering I left the hotel room, they found someone to guard the hotel exit and checked each floor through the safe passage. I climbed out from the wall.”

After entering the room, Troy went to the balcony as soon as Andy left.

He climbed from the balcony to the 31st floor downstairs.

It was an empty room.

He knew Yohan would not let him go in peace, and it was impossible to go out through the main entrance, so he deliberately took advantage of the timing, taking the elevator from the 31st floor to the second floor and hiding in the toilet.

toilet, he climbed from the window to the balcony of the room closest to the

downstairs

on him. If Troy contacted Lane, his location would be exposed.

roadside, she only paid attention to the road in front and back, but Troy climbed down from the toilet

“You are so popular that many people want

suddenly

“Get lost.”

want to know who

a competitor or someone trying to seek connections.”

Troy was noncommittal.

drugged him? Troy glanced at the road ahead and

glanced at him from the rearview mirror. “You can’t drive.”

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Won’t Do Anything II

to drive back himself after she got

been renovated, so I’ll stay there for

aback. It seemed that Troy had indeed mentioned that he had bought

in her apartment.

“Which building?”

second unit,

Well…

was upstairs at Imogen’s house.

“You are really good

Troy smiled.

angry inexplicably.

house was just above hers, but he had to go to her house after he was soaked by the rain that day!

her look like a

a bastard!” Imogen cursed