Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 348.2 Not the Truth II

“Liam saw me enter your car yesterday and thought we made up. I’ve consented to this by treating Liam like a friend and trying to get him to give up.”

“You mean you were lying when you said you made up with me and liked me. You’re just trying to get Liam to give up by using me, right?” Troy looked gloomy and slowly turned to glance at Imogen.

Hearing his threatening tone, Imogen defended herself, “Well, I’m not using you as an excuse. You do a favor, by the way…”

“Well.” Troy laughed ironically. “Imogen, you’re good at this!”

She had used Liam to irritate Troy when she wasn’t divorced, and then she had used Erik to try to get Troy to give up and said it as if it were true, and he had believed it. He would have let it go if Grace hadn’t talked Troy into it.

Imogen pursed her lips awkwardly and didn’t say anything.

There was silence in the car.

While waiting for the red light, Imogen glanced at Troy just in time to be seen by him. She hurriedly looked away and pretended that nothing had happened.

The light was green, and Imogen started the car.

Troy suddenly said, “Since you told Liam you and I got back together, we should get closer for a few days. You need to act real, so he doesn’t find out.”

“What?” Imogen said, not expecting that aspect. “It’s not necessary, is it?”

hear him say

“Why not?” Troy raised his eyebrows and looked at Imogen with a smirk. “Didn’t you it’s hard to forget someone? You’ve made it clear that you like me, and he still won’t let go, not to mention that you don’t truly like me.”

Imogen thought he had a point, but she didn’t think it would work. “But…”

settled like this. I’ll pick you up every day you finish filming from now on.” Troy decided straight

“No…” Imogen refused.

“Yes,” Troy said.

didn’t talk anymore.

herself in the foot?

hurry up and get this job done while she wasn’t at the shoot for the past two

stayed on the set.

finished filming in the evening, she realized that Troy

stood by the car, leaning lazily against the door, his legs

look at Imogen with a smile. “Are

“Alright.”

She was about to bend down to get in the car when Troy suddenly

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on the cheek.

“Troy, you…”

“Liam’s right behind you. Don’t look

for him to know she was finishing up work about this

smile

lower lip and stood on her tiptoes to give Troy a kiss on the cheek, hurrying

window, she turned to find the direction she had

annoyed inside. She realized that she had been tricked

her teeth and glared

flashed in Troy’s eyes.

“Get out!”

her

irritated like a small pufferfish, a smile at the corner of Troy’s mouth. “Are