Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 161

Chapter 161 Dissolution of Marriage 

Imogen didn’t hear clearly but thought it was Troy’s raving in his drunkenness. 

She pumped her wrist, but instead of it, Troy gripped it tighter. 

Imogen reached out to move Troy’s finger, but she could not. 

Troy whispered again. “Imogen, I love you.” 

Imogen paused, and the movements of her hands suddenly stopped. Thinking that she was hallucinating, she turned her ear and asked softly, “Troy, what did you say?” 

“I love you, Imogen, don’t leave me, I know I was wrong, I still love you, don’t leave me…” 

Troy was well aware of his cowardice, he was afraid of seeing Imogen’s cold and mocking eyes, so he had to beg Imogen in this way. 

Imogen lowered her eyes after hearing this. 

She thought that perhaps Troy had identified the wrong person in his sleep. 

Even if he hadn’t mistaken her for someone else, he didn’t want to divorce her just because he felt guilty. 

After suffering so much and paying a terrible price, she absolutely should not entangle with him any longer. 

Imogen continued to move Troy’s fingers one by one. 

Sensing Imogen’s intention to leave, Troy felt a sense of loss and despair. 

Hearing his confession, she didn’t react. 

Was it impossible to keep her after all? 

A sourness welled up from the bottom of his heart. 

No, he couldn’t let her go! 

Troy’s big hand holding her wrist suddenly exerted force, Imogen exclaimed and threw herself on him unexpectedly. 

Troy turned over, pressed Imogen under him, accurately caught her lips, and kissed her hard. Her lips were tender and soft, and he couldn’t help but fall for her. 

“No…” 

There was a strong smell of alcohol on his breath, Imogen held her breath, put her arms on his chest, pushed his shoulders hard, turned her head left and right, and struggled to avoid his hot lips, “Troy, let me go…” 

Troy’s chest was like a steel wall, and Imogen couldn’t move him with all her strength. 

Troy released a hand to pinch Imogen’s jaw, and when Imogen was in pain, the tip of his tongue forcefully pushed open her teeth, driving straight in and acting recklessly, making Imogen gasp for breath. 

Imogen was angry and anxious, just about to open her mouth and bite him, when Troy suddenly stopped and buried his head in her neck socket. The hot breath he exhaled sprayed all over her neck, and he muttered, “Imogen, what do you want me to do so that you don’t leave me? I will promise you whatever you want me to do!” 

“Unless you can bring the child back to life. I can stay with you, the father, for the sake of the child. Only you know that’s not going to happen.” Imogen was silent for a few seconds, looking at 

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the ceiling and answering seriously. 

Hearing about the child sent a chill through Troy’s heart. 

He didn’t answer in any way, lying on top of Imogen, breathing evenly, as if he were asleep. 

Those mumbled words just now seemed like they hadn’t happened as if they were just Imogen’s hallucinations. 

Imogen pushed him off her body, straightened her clothes, and got up to leave the room. 

Before she left, she glanced at Troy on the bed and said, “Hurry up and get to the Courthouse when you’re sober, there’s no point in waiting any longer.” 

The door opened and closed. 

Troy slowly opened his eyes, the smile on his lips was extremely bitter. 

He couldn’t keep her anyway. 

With her cleverness, surely she could see that he wasn’t drunk. 

It’s just that she saved his face by not debunking it. 

The lies can no longer continue. 

How he wished he was drunk and would never awaken, then they would never get divorced. 

Troy closed his eyes and got up from the bed with difficulty. 

When organizing his clothes, he touched the cigarette case and lighter in his pocket, unconsciously took it out and lit a cigarette, opened the window, and slowly smoked it. 

Cold wind puffs, sparks bright and dark, smoke in front of his eyes. 

In the past, Troy didn’t know why people liked to smoke so much. 

Now, he understood. 

A cigarette finished, Troy stubbed it out and blew out the cold air for a while longer until the smell of smoke cleared from his body before exiting the room. 

Imogen was waiting for him downstairs. 

She seemed to know that he would come down soon. 

The two looked at each other, and then quickly looked away. 

What was unspoken was his reluctance to go, and her decision to go. 

“Let’s go.” 

“Okay.” Imogen stood up, followed Troy, and got into the car. 

This time, Troy didn’t deliberately slow down and had a smooth ride. 

The car was soon parked in the parking lot outside the Courthouse. 

This was their second time here. 

Troy and Imogen got out of the car one after the other, each grabbed their documents, and walked in silently, side by side, neither one speaking, the silence was eerie. 

As he walked in, Troy suddenly took Imogen’s hand and said before she could pull out, “One last time.” 

During the three years, he had many chances to hold her hand and hold the shaky kite string. Too bad he still missed it. 

The kite flew away, completely out of his sight. 

His hand was as warm as ever, covering her whole hand. 

Imogen remembered the last time she’d been to City Hall when her eyes couldn’t see clearly, and he’d taken her hand and walked up the steps just as he was doing now. 

It seemed no different from the last time. Yet it seemed like there was something different. 

In front of the window, Troy and Imogen submitted the file. 

The staff glanced at the name, raised his head, and was about to speak when he suddenly realized something and lowered his head again to take a closer look at the name on top of the ID. 

Making sure he was right, he looked up, his eyes flicking between Troy and Imogen, and asked, “Why the divorce?” 

Troy and Imogen were getting divorced, did Troy cheat on his wife? As if discovering some secret, the staff tried to suppress the curiosity and excitement inside. 

“We don’t get along well.” 

“We’re emotionally broken.” 

Imogen and Troy answered together. 

After answering, the two looked at each other. 

“Are you sure? Marriage is a lifelong thing. Don’t you want to think about it anymore?” 

“I’ve thought it through,” Imogen replied calmly. 

At this moment, Imogen finally realized the difference between this visit to Courthouse and the