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.”

That’s nice

up the call, Ylah, who

Imogen reveals their marriage to the public? What will you do?” Sarah glanced at

same reason she realized Imogen liked

feelings well, but Sarah still knew about it. So to remain on Troy’s

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 name one stroke at a time.

what she ordered. On his way 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

the document, he reported things to

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wanted to give

was baffled, and his eyebrows

say anything. I think you’ll know after reading

his hand, and Mr. Jordan left the office. When left alone, he opened the

eyes widened, and he quickly flipped to the last page. There he

and precise.

as beautiful as the company’s employees said.

folder and leaning against the back of the chair, his brows still

the other side, Imogen received a phone call

“Imogen, it’s me.”

did you call?” She tried to make

a long time. Grandma missed you. Have lunch with me

the two older people must also have heard about the issues circulating online and on the news, the reason why they asked

presence.