Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 266

Chapter 266 Old Friend 

There were only two days left before Christmas. Imogen’s photography class started the night before Christmas Eve, and the second class was a week after. 

At seven o’clock in the evening, Imogen sat in front of the computer screen on time, opened the class software, and entered the live broadcast room. 

An image had appeared in the live broadcast room, showing the assistant debugging the equipment. 

Imogen checked the class‘ Facebook group. The group was very lively as many students were chatting in the group while waiting for the live broadcast to start. 

One of the students texted: [It’s about to start. I’m a bit excited! Oh my God, I’m so lucky. I didn’t see the information about the start of the class until the day before. When I signed up for the class, it turned out that I’d filled the last remaining quota!] 

Another student echoed: [How lucky of you! I have been on standby for this. As soon as the information about the start of the class came out, I signed up immediately.] 

Imogen was confused. 

It was already some time ago when she signed up, and according to what that person said, the quota was already full. 

Perhaps someone dropped out of the class afterward, so there were empty spots available. 

“Hi, students, can you hear me?” 

Suddenly, a refreshing and magnetic male voice sounded in the live broadcast room. 

[Yes!] 

[Me too.] 

[Xavier!] 

A series of speech bubbles popped up at the bottom of the screen. 

“You can hear me, right? Okay, the teaching assistant will check the name list first, and after all the students are here, we will officially start the class.” 

A minute later, the teaching assistant’s message appeared on the screen: [Everyone is here.] “Okay, let’s start the class now. I think you must have read our course catalog. In the first class, we will start with the classification and style of photography, and I’ll show you some outstanding works…” 

Imogen listened very carefully while taking notes. 

Xavier’s voice was warm and clear, and the content was credible and engaging. 

Before she knew it, the two–hour class ended just like that. 

“All right, students, we’ll end our class here now. Next, the teaching assistant will share the homework in the group chat. Please complete it on time.” 

Imogen turned off the live broadcast and returned to the bedroom with her notebook. 

Grace was lying inside the covers playing a game. 

Imogen threw back the covers, got onto the bed, and wrapped herself with the covers while flipping through her notebook, reviewing all the knowledge points. 

She picked up her phone, downloaded the homework folder sent by the teaching assistant, and 

briefly looked through it. 

There were ten photos in the folder. Students were required to analyze the expression techniques used in the photos based on the knowledge points taught by Xavier today, then take five photos using 

the above expression techniques and submit them. 

Suddenly, a notification sound came from her Facebook. 

Imogen took a look and saw that it was a new friend request. 

She was shocked when she saw it, as the user’s Facebook name was Xavier. 

Imogen specifically went to the group chat to compare the group’s owner’s account with this account and found that the person who followed her was indeed Xavier. 

Why did he follow her? 

Imogen was puzzled, but she still accepted his friend request and messaged him: [Hello, Mr. Xavier.] 

Just like an obedient and well–behaved student. 

The screen showed that the other party was still typing. A few seconds later, Xavier replied: [Imogen, we haven’t seen each other for a few years, but that doesn’t mean we’ve become strangers with each other, right?] 

Imogen was stunned, and shock flashed across her face. 

She wondered, “What does he mean? Does he know me? Do I know him?” 

Imogen typed a few words on her phone screen, paused, and pressed send: [I’m sorry, but I don’t quite understand what you mean. Do you know me?] 

Xavier sent a string of ellipses as if he was very speechless: [When you first arrived in London, you didn’t want to live in the school dormitory, and I was the one who helped you find an apartment. Have you forgotten?] 

Imogen looked at his reply in surprise. 

She pondered, “Is that so? But I can’t remember anything that happened when I was abroad.” 

Imogen replied: [I’m sorry, but I had a car accident before returning to the country, and I can’t really remember the things that happened at that time.] 

Xavier: [Really? So that was why. Not only did you not contact me after you returned to the country, but you also deleted me.] 

Imogen frowned slightly and wondered, “I deleted him?” 

After waking up from the car accident, she clearly remembered that she had no memory, so she didn’t dare to delete her friends‘ contacts carelessly. 

Could it be that she remembered wrongly? 

Imogen didn’t dwell on it and replied with an emoji: [Maybe I deleted it because I didn’t recognize it. I’m very sorry. Are you my classmate when I was abroad?] 

Xavier: [No, Hived in London for a few years, and I was the chairman of Foreign Association at that time.] Xavier’s next message popped up: (We met in the local community’s group chat.] 

Imogen: [I see. I thank you for your help at that time.] 

Xavier: [You have thanked me back then.] 

Afterward, Xavier sent her a voice message. 

Imogen clicked on it, and a pleasant voice came from the speaker, which was particularly clear in the study. “After you deleted me, I thought you hated me, and I didn’t dare to disturb your life after I returned to the country either. But I didn’t expect you to sign up for my photography class. Maybe this is fate.” 

[It’s all thanks to your advice in the competition group. By the way, was the course quota already full when I signed up? Did you decide to add me?] Imogen asked curiously. 

Xavier still replied in a voice message, “Yes, do you want to learn photography? I can teach you.” Imogen was puzzled: [But aren’t I taking your class right now?] 

Xavier said, “Actually, according to my teaching experience, the learning efficiency of online classes is far inferior to offline classes. You’re currently in New York City, aren’t you?” 

Imogen: [Yes.] 

Xavier said, “I happen to be in New York City too. If you want to, let’s decide on a time to sightsee together. Then I can teach you directly.” 

Hearing this, Imogen was very touched. 

Imogen: [Really? That’s great! How could I not want to? But can I invite a friend?] 

Truthfully, Xavier was just a stranger to her now.