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.”

That’s

who

their marriage to the public? What will you do?”

was the same reason she realized Imogen liked

knew about it. So to remain on Troy’s side, she was sure Imogen would

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 her

there, holding the document, he 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

he reported things to his boss, and when it

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Chapter 13: Shame

Director Forbes wanted to give this to

eyebrows furrowed. “What document is it?”

know after reading it,

Mr. Jordan left the office. When left alone,

he quickly flipped to the last

neat and precise.

beautiful as the company’s employees said. Even her signature

before closing the folder and leaning against the back of the chair, his brows

received a phone call from someone close to her heart.

“Imogen, it’s me.”

you call?” She tried to make her voice sound

time. Grandma missed you. Have lunch with me today, okay? I’ll cook your favorite dish!”

older people must also have heard

presence.

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