Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 343.2 Considerate II

Troy wore a severe expression. “They have different mothers. Mike’s mother is Yohan’s stepmother.”

Imogen looked at him with concern. “I see. Could this situation bring you trouble?”

Troy found her worried look quite endearing.

He gave a faint smile. “No, don’t worry.”

Even without this situation, Yohan wouldn’t give up opposing the Marshall family.

Thus, he didn’t need to be polite to the members of the Harrington family.

Imogen said, “That’s good.”

Grace started to feel drowsy while having dinner inside the private room and soon fell asleep in Troy’s arms.

Imogen barely touched her food and put down her fork.

Observing this, Troy asked quietly, “You’re not eating much?”

Imogen replied, “I’ve lost my appetite.”

Troy asked, “Are you in a bad mood?”

Imogen responded in silence.

Troy continued, “I already know about Sarah’s situation. Her medical report is a fake.”

Imogen hadn’t doubted it, as she had placed Sarah as a kidnap victim, thinking Leo was the mastermind.

believed Leo, thinking Sarah had orchestrated the entire kidnapping.

her psychological trauma report must be

paused and looked at Imogen.

convinced of that

softness to Sarah, hurting Imogen in

raised an eyebrow, her eyes shining. “Fake?

thought I had already told you. The kidnapping was a hoax, so I guess Sarah’s psychological trauma report must also be

Imogen replied, the enthusiasm in her

be because

to

what Emily had said at the police station that

did have some doubts about Troy helping

Troy would go crazy and drench hi

in the rain

and realized she still had

wanting Imogen not to distance herself

in Leo.

I to believe

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to uncover the truth the most. What’s true will be revealed sooner or later, whether real or

Imogen nodded. “Okay.”

a try. Maybe it would turn out differently. “Would you like some more?” Troy asked, offering Imogen additional food from

dishes.

took a few more bites before setting her

back.”

push her, and he stood up, holding Grace. “Let’s go. I’ll take you Grace lay on Troy’s shoulder, making restless noises, and kicked his suit, getting mud on it. Troy lowered his gaze

the child, had a

would be the aura

look. There’s no need to sneak around,” Troy said, walking forward