Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 378.1 Just Hold On I

The restaurant’s decoration was luxurious, and the entire private room exuded a faint aroma. Sceing Irene, Imogen thought of her background and felt sad in her heart. Irene put down her bag expressionlessly and opened a chair to sit opposite her.

Irene pointed to the dishes on the table and said, “Last time, the time is limited. I ordered a few dishes this time. Let’s talk while we eat.”

“No need, let’s just talk about it.” Imogen leaned back in her chair and didn’t want to talk with Irene too much. “Charlie and I can understand Murphy, but you have to show sincerity.”

Imogen thought, “Since we want to reconcile, we must maximize our interests.”

Irene raised her eyebrows and didn’t expect an unexpected pleasure. She smiled and said, “Imogen, that’s right. Those who know current affairs are heroes. Don’t worry. I won’t treat you. unfairly.”

For some reason, Imogen felt a little hot in the room.

She looked up and saw that the heating was still. No wonder.

Imogen loosened her collar and said, “Then please tell me, what is the way not

unfairly? In other words, how much is Ivette worth in your heart?”

be treated

Irene smiled, took the handbag next to her, took out a bank card, and put it on the table, pushing it with her finger.

The round table turned around, and the bank card stopped right in front of Imogen.

picked it up and glanced up at

automatic teller machine

couldn’t deceive her with an empty card after

put the card into her bag and took out

of understanding

the page, tore it off, and was about

snatched the letter of understanding from her hand. He tore it into pieces with a swish and casually threw it into

dumbfounded and looked at the person blankly.

angrily, “Troy,

were done, it was safer to have a letter of understanding.

you doing? Didn’t Mr. Harrington notify you not to come looking for

pressed her lips.

noticed something

her out of the private room and didn’t forget to take her

failed

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arrive in such a

with words like “make her slut” on it, which was probably on

forward, and Imogen had no choice but to speed up her pace,

Troy’s hand and said, “Walk slower.”

glance and slowed down his steps.

coquettishly, “When did you come back?”