Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272 Unrestrained 

“Um?” 

A short and concise note came from beside her, deep in her throat, indistinct. 

“What’s wrong?” 

A low and magnetic figure impacted Imogen’s ears, close enough to tap against her cool eardrums like an unexpected electric current, sending tingling sensations throughout her body. Fireworks flickered outside the window, illuminating the dark room. 

Imogen turned over, and before her eyes was Troy’s sexy Adam’s apple and clearly defined jaw. 

She paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and sat up, supporting herself. “How did into my bed?!” 

Troy rubbed his eyes, squinting, and scratched his head absentmindedly. “Did I?” 

Imogen pulled the blanket on herself. “No? Look with your eyes wide open…” 

Her words stopped halfway as she stared at the blanket in her hands, stunned. She stared wide–eyed at the quilt in her hand and froze on the spot. 

This blanket… seemed to be Troy’s… 

you get 

In an instant, Imogen sit up from the bed, scanned the room, and finally found her blanket under the bed… 

At that moment, Imogen felt so awkward that she wished she never woke up. 

Troy lay on the bed, looking at her with a smiling but non–smiling gaze. “What are you looking at?” “…Nothing…” 

Imogen quietly got off the bed and brought her own blanket back onto the bed. 

Troy chuckled. 

Imogen grew increasingly embarrassed, and her ears turned red. 

She couldn’t help but raise her hand and lightly hit Troy. “Stop laughing!” 

She tried to put on an angry expression, but in Troy’s ears, it sounded like an endearing complaint. 

“Well, I’m still going to laugh.” 

Troy really did laugh, intentionally showing his teeth and revealing a set of neat, white teeth. Imogen paused. 

Troy seemed to be getting more and more childish recently. 

In the past, he never showed such an expression. 

Imogen was furious and reached out to scratch Troy’s waist twice. “Keep laughing!” 

Troy caught her hand and pulled her forcefully. 

Imogen exclaimed in surprise and accidentally fell onto Troy. Her lips brushed against his cheek. The soft and smooth long hair brushed against Troy’s face, tickling him like a feather, sending a tingling sensation through his heart. 

Troy tilted his head slightly, looking deeply into Imogen’s eyes, and instinctively pressed the back of her head, passionately kissing her bins. 

“You… Mmm…” 

Imogen widened her eyes, closed her mouth tightly, and propped herself up with both arms on his chest, struggling to climb up. 

Little did Imogen know that Troy suddenly exerted force… 

Everything spun 

before her 

eyes. 

By the time Imogen reacted, they had already switched positions. 

With one hand propped by her ear, Troy leaned over her, kissing her lips even more unabashedly. Their breaths intertwined, their lips entangled, and Troy felt her delicate and alluring body underneath him. He became even more passionate, deepening the wet kiss uncontrollably. Imogen’s breathing became increasingly rapid, and her mind turned to mush. 

As they were entwined, the first two buttons of her pajamas came undone, revealing a patch of fair and tender skin. 

Troy’s big hand landed on the third button, conveniently unbuttoning it caressing her softness. His hot lips trailed down Imogen’s neck slowly… 

Imogen bit her lower lip, feeling a chill in front of her. She belatedly realized that she wasn’t wearing any underwear after taking a shower… 

“Troy, stop… get up quickly…” 

Imogen struggled fiercely. 

She had to admit that Troy was incredibly skilled in kissing and teasing. 

She couldn’t help but become aroused, and her resistance weakening as her words became soft and trembling. It seemed as if she was inviting him instead of rejecting him. 

Instead of stopping, Troy became even more unrestrained. 

He looked up at Imogen’s eyes, and his gaze in a breath. 

filled with desire and temptation. He suddenly sucked 

“Hmm…” 

Unable to resist, Imogen let out a soft moan and bit her lip in frustration. 

At that moment, a faint sound of a child crying came from the corridor outside, tearing at their hearts. 

The sound grew clearer as it approached. It was undoubtedly Grace. 

Both Troy and Imogen heard it. 

She hastily pushed Troy away. “Is it Grace? Hurry, go check!” 

Troy immediately flipped out of bed, walked to the door in large strides, and peeked out. 

He saw Grace running towards them while crying, with tears streaming down his face. “Troy… sob…” 

Troy looked behind him and saw Emily standing at the door of a room with a gloomy expression. He glanced coldly at her, took a few steps forward, picked up Grace, and walked into the room. “Grace, what’s wrong?” 

Seeing Grace cry like this for the first time, his heart ached immensely. 

Imogen had already fixed her clothes and quickly approached. “Grace, why are you crying? Tell 

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me.” 

“Sob… sob…” 

Grace’s eyes were red, crying intermittently, and he reached out his arms towards Imogen. 

Seeing her relying on him, Imogen’s heart softened. She picked him up and sat down on the edge of the bed, cradling him. 

Grace buried his head in Imogen’s arms, tightly gripping the corner of her pajamas, sobbing and remaining silent. 

Imogen guessed that it might be related to Emily, but she didn’t continue to ask, gently patting his back. 

Gradually, Grace calmed down, and his face filled with unhappiness, but he stayed silent. 

Imogen called Troy to bring a hot towel and gently wiped Grace’s face. “Grace, do watch fireworks?” 

Grace shook his head in a sullen manner. 

“How about going to sleep? You can sleep with Troy and me in the middle.” 

Grace nodded. 

you want to 

After lying down, Grace still leaned against Imogen, holding onto the corner of her clothes tightly with his little hand. 

Troy turned off the light and lay down beside them. 

A night passed. 

When they woke up in the morning, Imogen noticed that Grace’s mood had improved significantly.