Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 13: Shame

The deafening silence filled the room. However, halfway through it, Troy found his voice to speak, “I’m sorry, I’m just worried.”

‘Sorry,‘ the word echoed in her mind. ‘Ah.”

They were married for three years; that was all she ever received–a simple word, “Sorry.”

“I’m sorry. I will compensate you whatever you want but don’t involve Sarah. She doesn’t know about our marriage, so don’t do anything to her.”

Hearing that made Imogen smile bitterly.

This was Troy, her husband. He was apologizing, but there was a threat if she considered putting Sarah in danger.

It was all tiring, so instead of defending herself, she said, “It’s up to you.”

After that conversation, she strode out of his office. It could be seen in her expression how disheartened she was.

All that Troy could do was look at Imogen’s vanishing figure. He squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes darkened.

Suddenly, his phone rang. Troy glanced at his phone screen and answered the call.

“We are trending again. I’m sorry, Troy, it won’t happen again,” Sarah’s voice came from the other side of the line.

There was no response from him, so Sarah called his name again. That was when Troy regained his composure. He blinked before answering, “It’s okay. I’ve already dealt with it, and it won’t impact you.”

Thank you, Troy. That’s nice of

the call, Ylah, who was with her,

public? What will you do?” Sarah glanced

was the same reason she

Sarah still knew about it. So to remain on Troy’s side, she

in his thoughts whenever she was out with Troy. That was when she realized she had to push him to divorce his wife as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary trouble. Returning to the office, Imogen took the divorce papers from the folder and placed them on her table. She was in a daze for a long time before; finally, she signed

met Mr. Jordan at the entrance of the CEO’s office. “Mr. Jordan, this is the document Director Forbes wants to give Mr. Marshall. Could you please send it to him?”

document, he reported things to his

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Chapter 13: Shame

wanted to give this to you.”

eyebrows furrowed. “What

anything. I think you’ll know after reading it, Sir,” he muttered.

Mr. Jordan left the office. When left alone, he opened the folder and saw the prominent characters:

eyes widened, and he quickly flipped to

and

that Imogen’s signature was as beautiful as the company’s employees said.

the papers for a long time before closing the folder and

a phone call from someone close to her

“Imogen, it’s me.”

Why did you call?” She tried to make

you. Have lunch with me today, okay? I’ll

each other later.” Imogen knew that the two older people must also have heard about

presence.