Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95 I Am Probably Crushing on You 

Imogen thought, “In fact, it was me who had forced the issue. Given his relationship with Sarah, it was nothing for him to celebrate Sarah’s birthday.” 

If Troy had gone to celebrate Sarah’s birthday at regular times, she might not have reacted so strongly. It was also unrealistic to break his feelings and dealings with Sarah just by saying so. But the problem was that their wedding anniversary was the same day as Sarah’s birthday. No one would allow their husband to insist on going to celebrate another woman’s birthday on that day. Troy explained, “I just planned to come back after delivering the gift that day…” 

“Come back after delivering the gift?” Imogen sneered, “Could you come back? You went out in the middle of the night and came back in the dawn. Don’t you think I know that? I woke 

when you answered the phone!” 

Troy’s face turned pale. 

up 

It turned out that she knew what he had gone to great lengths to conceal but had been pretending not to know it all along… 

Well, she was a light sleeper. There was nothing strange about it. 

Imogen lowered her eyes. “Just admit it, Troy. You love Sarah. Even with the promise to Grandpa, we can only live in peace. You won’t fall in love with me after all. We will divorce sooner or later!” 

“You are wrong!” 

Holding Imogen’s shoulders with both hands, Troy said, “It would be great if this is really the case. If this is really the case, we just need to act well in front of Grandma and Grandpa. But the hearts aren’t something that can be controlled. I also thought that I loved Sarah. But now, when I close my eyes, even in my sleep, I think of and dream of you. Imogen, I am probably crushing on you.” Imogen was shocked all over and looked into Troy’s eyes in disbelief. 

He looked at her too, seriously and sincerely, and didn’t seem to be lying. 

Imogen thought, “Would it be true? Would what I’ve been waiting for all these years be true?” 

In an instant, Imogen suddenly came back to her senses and sobered up. 

She smiled and said, “Don’t be kidding me.” 

She knew that Troy was the best at acting. So she couldn’t believe his words. 

“I’m not kidding. What is the purpose if I am indeed kidding? For playing with your feelings?” After being stunned for a moment, Imogen laughed again. 

“What are you laughing about?” 

“I just feel funny. I’d rather not have your love if you mean to be entangled with me while coupled with Sarah.” 

“I’ve already told her that this is the last birthday I’ll spend with her.” 

Looking at him with her eyes wide open, Imogen tried to see signs of lying in his expression. 

But she was disappointed. She couldn’t see any signs of it. If Troy was acting, then he should be an Academy Awards winner. 

Imogen smiled coldly and said, “Do you mean you won’t divorce me?” 

Every year in the future, the twentieth of September would be their wedding anniversary, not Sarah’s birthday. 

15:09 

“That’s right. We won’t get divorced.” 

Imogen was stunned, not knowing how to react. 

Was she happy that something she’d been looking forward to for so long had just been realized? 

She was happy, of course, but she didn’t seem as happy as she imagined she would be. 

She felt a little unbelievable. 

She had recently dreamed of divorcing Troy and had never dreamed of anything like this. Did anything she didn’t even dare to dream about appear in reality? 

“Are you a happy fool?” Troy joked with a smile as he looked at Imogen’s dazed look. 

“No,” Imogen denied. 

Troy frowned and said lowly, “Imogen, I must tell you in advance. The cause of Sarah’s illness is related to me. I promised to ensure the best possible future for her if she stayed in domestic. It’s impossible for me to just break things off with her and have no more involvement. But I will reduce the frequency and duration of my meetings with her. I won’t meet her if I have nothing serious to do. Only you will be in my heart from now on. Is that okay?” 

Imogen was silent. 

She was already resistant to Troy and no longer trusted him. 

Seeing Imogen’s silence, Troy said, “I will never meet Sarah alone again. If allowed, I will bring you along when I meet her. And I will bring someone else without you, or you can select someone to be my secretary to supervise me.” 

“There’s no need to supervise you. Only you answer me. If the next time Sarah calls you again to tell you that she’s sick or something has happened to her, what will you do about it?” 

“I won’t go there anymore. If it gets to the point where I have to go, I’ll take you with me.” 

Imogen said faintly, “I hope you can do what you say.” 

She knew that Sarah would never give up. 

What Troy would do next while Sarah was pestering him was the key. 

Gently breathing a sigh of relief, Troy’s brows and eyes spread out as he embraced Imogen and said, “Imogen, did you forgive me?” 

He held Imogen’s waist in his hands, pressing her into his arms with his jaw against her temples. 

Imogen kept silent and gently pushed his shoulder. 

Troy sensed the silent defense in her behavior and freed her. “Let’s go home.” 

“Well.” Imogen nodded slightly. 

Troy called the hotel manager, who immediately arranged a car to take them back. 

Not long after, the car stopped at the gatrance of the Galaxy Villa. Troy and Imogen got out of the car successively and walked in side by side. 

The two walked in unison, neither speaking. 

Sue saw them come back together, and although there was no particularly intimate interaction, the atmosphere just seemed a little different. Sue wondered, “Are the two reconciled? But it doesn’t look like a complete reconciliation…” 

“Mrs. Marshall.” Sue looked at Imogen and then at Troy and said with a smile, “Your secretary came by and delivered the suitcases just now.” 

15:09 

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Imogen nodded. “Okay, I’ll go and pack it up.” 

Imogen walked 

up 

the stairs while Troy paused in place for two seconds and followed. 

Inside the master bedroom, Imogen had already opened the suitcase and sorted out the daily necessities and changing clothes inside. 

She was spinning like a top, so Troy sat on the sofa and grabbed her wrist. “Pack it up later.” 

Imogen didn’t sit down and continued to pack her suitcase, chatting with Troy for a few minutes about the work she was traveling for. 

“Well, you can just take care of that. What do you want to eat tonight?” 

Imogen’s hands paused, and she raised her eyes to look at Troy. “Will you cook in person?”