Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 180

After the meal, Alex drove to the airport.

Arriving at the airport parking lot, Imogen waved to Liam next to him. “Goodbye, see you in Australia.”

Liam paused, pushed the door, and got out of the car. “Imogen, come down to see me off.”

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froze for a moment, without thinking much, got out of the car from the other side, and was about to ask Alex to join her. But Liam said again, “Alex, you can wait in the car.”

‘Okay!” Alex responded quickly, smiled, and waved at Imogen, “It is cold outside, so that I won’t down. Imogen, help me see Liam off.”

Imogen was helpless and said to Liam, “How about I take you to the gate of the terminal building?”

“Okay,” Liam smiled.

Alex and Charlie in the car looked at each other with meaningful expressions.

Imogen and Liam walked to the gate of the terminal building side by side.

During this journey, Imogen was deliberately looking for a topic. “Is this announcement from France your last one before Christmas?”

Liam shook his head. “No, I have advanced the remaining announcements and tried to spare the second half of the month to go on a trip with you just to relax.”

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“Why are you so hurrying? Don’t be too tired to be physically ill and go to the hospital. It is better to combine work and rest. Your holidays are flexible, and you don’t necessarily have to rest before

Christmas.”

“The main reason is that I’m bored traveling alone and want to go with you.” Liam looked deeply at Imogen.

Imogen’s face was stiff as if she hadn’t heard Liam’s hint. “It is true. It is much easier to have a friend with you. Well, the terminal is here. You go in quickly, so I can return to the car sooner. It is too cold outside.”

“Wait, Imogen.” Liam took out a small box the size of a palm from the pocket of his down jacket. A few foreign letters were printed on the box, belonging to a certain luxury brand logo.

He opened it carefully, and it was a delicate clavicle chain inside. “I bought it in a French duty–free shop. Do you like it?”

Imogen glanced at it and hurriedly declined. “This is too expensive. I can’t accept it.”

“Is it expensive? This price is nothing to us. If you feel sorry, you can return me a gift at the same price later.”

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“The meaning is just you can treat it as a divorce gift from me as a friend. It is a wish. You won’t treat me as a friend if you refuse it further.”

Seeing what Liam said, Imogen had no choice but to accept it. “Alright.”

She decided to find a time to send a similar price to Liam.

“Come on, and I’ll put it on for you.” Liam took the necklace out of the box and opened the delicate

lock.

Imogen stretched her head forward.

Liam pinched the two ends of the necklace and wrapped it around Imogen’s neck, and all the hot air from his breath hit Imogen’s ears.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at Imogen’s warm and delicate ears. The earlobes were round and full, and the skin was delicate.

Her ears were red, and she didn’t know whether it was because she forgot to wear an ear warmer as she came out or if she was warm.

This posture looked extremely ambiguous from a distance, like two people hugging or kissing.

“Is it okay?” stretching her neck for too long, Imogen was cold and stiff.

Liam came back to his senses. “Immediately.”

Putting the lock on, Liam let go, took two steps back, looked at it twice, and smiled. “You look good with it.”

“Thank you. Time is running out, and you go in quickly.”

“Okay, see you in Australia. I’m leaving.” Liam stepped back and waved at Imogen. “Hurry up and get back in the car.”

Seeing Liam’s back entering the terminal, Imogen turned around. Her whole body stiffened, her heart missed half a beat, and the muscles on her face tensed. She didn’t know what expression to make.

Beside a black car not far away, Troy wore a long black down jacket with a big fur collar on the brim and a zip opening, revealing the sweater and belt inside.

He stood against the passenger door, staring at her with burning eyes.

Knowing that they left Sommaroy ahead of schedule because of Liam’s arrival, Troy ignited a flame of anger in his heart, sour and suffocated. There also was a hint of jealousy towards Liam. Just now, as he saw Liam and Imogen hugging and kissing, the anger in his heart became increasingly intense. And he burst out suddenly, completely unable to restrain himself! Liam had to spare time to meet her at work. Did he move her?

Had they decided to be together?

Thinking that Imogen would become Liam’s wife and be as close as an ordinary couple, Troy felt like his heart was sliced into pieces by a sharp dagger, blood dripping, and the pain penetrated the

bone marrow.

Troy clenched his teeth, and he would never allow it.

Imogen could only be his!

He was initially wary of Imogen’s emotions and didn’t want to appear in front of her so early! Imogen didn’t expect Troy to appear here, panicked momentarily, and walked straight towards their car.

For some reason, she felt inexplicably guilty, like a wife who cheated on him and was caught in bed by her husband.

However, soon she understood she didn’t need to feel guilty.

She and Troy had already divorced, and she and Liam were normal friends and had no other relationship.

Chapter 181 She Didn’t Need to Feel Guilty

Even if they were related, it had nothing to do with Troy.

Thinking of that, she straightened her chest, walked to the side of the car without changing her expression under Troy’s gaze, and opened the door.

Just as she was about to sit in the back seat, Troy’s voice suddenly came from behind. “Imogen.” Imogen paused, closed the car door, turned around, and looked at Troy, who was approaching. She smiled slightly and indifferently said, “Troy, what a coincidence. Are you here on a business. trip?”

It had only been a few days since she saw him, and she felt he had lost much weight.

After Troy heard the words with indifference, a sore pain slowly climbed to the tip of his heart.

When they didn’t make it public before, Imogen would call him Troy indifferently as they met outside.

At that time, he felt nothing.

But now the tone was so harsh to him, like a knife stabbing hard into his heart.

He didn’t know that in the past three years, every time Imogen called Troy indifferently, a knife scratched her heart, and her heart was full of scars.

“No.” Troy denied with a heavy face, and his eyes were extremely deep.

Imogen paused and smiled. “You are not here for business but for tourism? I didn’t expect you to have time to travel after becoming chairman of Marshall Group.”

Troy didn’t want to talk nonsense with Imogen, so he said solemnly, “I’m here to look for you.”

“Looking for me?” Imogen’s expression froze for a moment. She didn’t expect Troy to say that. And she immediately asked calmly, “Why are you looking for me?”

“Imogen, are you with Liam?”

“What are you asking it for?”

“Yes or no?”

In Troy’s view, Imogen’s non–positive answer was tacit consent. He clenched his fists tightly, and his heart was so painful that he was about to go crazy.

“I don’t need to answer you. Troy, don’t forget. We are already divorced.”

Seeing Imogen’s firm expression, Troy felt a bit of apathy. At this moment, he said caring about her as an elder brother would only be pale and powerless.

He said bitterly, “Imogen, I don’t want to divorce you.”

Troy was prepared and dangled his wallet. Then he frowned and looked into the room behind her.

“Let me in.“