Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 I Won’t Pester You Anymore 

She just wanted to come to the bathroom to tidy up her clothes but never expected to see such a scene when she came out. Imogen thought, “I am so unlucky.” 

With unspeakable irritability in Imogen’s heart, she turned around and left. 

Seeing Imogen’s figure, Troy immediately chased after her. 

“Troy!” 

Charlene grabbed Troy’s arm and wanted to say something more, but Troy directly threw her 

away. 

“Imogen, welcome back.” 

In the lobby lounge area, Erik looked at Imogen’s figure with a smile. 

Imogen narrowly smiled, “Sorry, I have something to do, so I have to go.” 

“Is someone coming to pick you up?” asked Erik. 

“No,” answered Imogen. 

Erik immediately stood up. “Imogen, can I see you off?” 

Imogen subconsciously wanted to refuse but then changed her words. “Okay.” 

Erik couldn’t hide his joy. “Then I’ll talk to waiters and ask them to arrange a car for us.” 

“Okay,” said Imogen. 

When Troy walked into the hall, he saw the leaving figures of Imogen and Erik side by side. He stood in the distance with a frigid expression. A cold atmosphere shrouded his whole body. 

Troy’s eyes turned gloomy, and his fists clenched tightly, creaking. 

“How dared Erik get his hands on Imogen?” Troy thought. 

The car stopped at the gate of the apartment. 

Imogen got out of the car wrapped in a down jacket. 

Erik also followed. “Imogen, do you want me to see you to the door?” 

Imogen smiled and shook her head lightly. “No, thanks. Let the staff take you home quickly. Don’t waste their time.” 

Erik smiled embarrassedly and got back into the car. “Then I am going to leave.” 

He thought that buying a car should be on the agenda as soon as possible. 

“Bye–bye.” 

Imogen waved her hand, turned around and entered an apartment. 

The night in January was chilly. With the tip of the nose red with cold, she walked quickly into the apartment with her arms folded. 

Suddenly, she paused. 

Troy lazily leaned against the wall at the elevator entrance with a cigarette in his hand. He 

exhaled a hazy smoke ring with his lips parted slightly. 

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Troy looked up, with his gloomy gaze on Imogen. 

“What are you doing here?” 

Chapter 228 I Won’t Pester You Anymore 

“What do you think?” Troy asked in a deep voice. 

“What? I don’t know. You asked me to accompany you to the reception, so I did. I don’t know what I did to make you so dissatisfied that you came here.” Imogen raised her eyebrows. 

Troy laughed angrily, “You still remember that you should accompany me at the reception, don’t you?” 

Imogen shrugged easily. “Is there any question?” 

“You chatted and laughed with another man at the reception, and you even left without telling me. Isn’t this a question?” Troy said in a deep voice, suppressing the anger that surged up in his heart. 

Imogen laughed when she heard Troy’s accusation against her. She unrestrainedly laughed as if it was ridiculous. “You are angry because of this, right?” 

Even angrier, Troy gritted his teeth and said, “Can’t I think like that?” 

Imogen withdrew her smile and looked at Troy coldly. “Do you still remember what happened at the charity dinner last time?” 

Troy’s expression froze, and his lips twitched slightly. 

The anger was completely extinguished as if a basin of cold water poured down on Troy’s heart, leaving it full of cold dampness. 

Seeing Troy keep silent, Imogen took a step forward and said slowly with vigor, “At the dinner party, you talked and laughed with Sarah. You are a talented man, and she is a beautiful woman. There was a happy conversation between you. You didn’t tell me either that you left with her, so what right do you have to accuse me?” 

With his face pale, Troy remained silent and didn’t even realize that the cigarette butt burnt his index finger. 

“How couldn’t you utter one word? Troy, you 

mocked and pressed the up 

The elevator door opened. 

button. 

have to pay back for what you did before!” Imogen 

When Imogen was about to walk in, Troy suddenly hugged her behind, with his arms tightly around her waist. Troy whispered to her, “I’m so sorry, Imogen.” 

“Let me go!” Imogen wanted to prise his finger, but it didn’t work. 

“Imogen, I really love you so much. You don’t know that when I saw you walking with another man, how jealous and uncomfortable I felt…” 

Imogen sneered, “Troy, it doesn’t make sense. Do you know what love is? Love is giving but not possession! I already have someone I like and am about to start a new life. How come you can’t let me go? Do you want to pester me all my life if I don’t agree to remarry you?” 

Troy was petrified, with an intense pain in his heart as if a knife stabbed hard in it and repeatedly stirred to make it blood. 

He looked down at Imogen sadly, his voice extremely hoarse, as if he had swallowed a handful of sand. “It’s Erik?” 

Troy thought, “How could she like Erik? How could Erik match her?” 

“Yes,” answered Imogen. 

With a bitter smile and a hint of pleading, Troy said in his low voice, “Imogen, don’t lie to me 

anymore. How could you like Erik?” 

“Tsk!” Imogen sneered, “Mr. Marshall, how can you be so confident? I really like Erik, and I didn’t lie to you! He is young, handsome, and motivated, so why can’t I like him?”