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.”

you, Troy. That’s nice of

the call, Ylah, who was with her, couldn’t help

reveals their marriage to the public? What will you do?” Sarah glanced at the blackened screen of her phone

most accurate. It was the same reason she realized

about it. So to remain on Troy’s side, she was sure Imogen would not

long time before; finally, she signed her name one stroke at a time. Troy’s heart was

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

things to his

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Forbes wanted to

eyebrows furrowed. “What document is

anything. I think you’ll know

Troy waved his hand, and Mr. Jordan left the office. When left alone, he opened the folder and saw the prominent characters: the divorce agreement.

quickly flipped to the last page. There he saw Imogen’s

neat and

beautiful as the company’s

folder and leaning against the back of the

a phone call

“Imogen, it’s me.”

She tried to make her

haven’t seen you for a long time. Grandma missed you. Have lunch with me today,

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

presence.