Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Insane and Heartless 

Six days after Christmas, Charlie returned from the Franco family. 

She pushed her luggage to the side and collapsed on the sofa, rubbing her forehead in frustration, looking exhausted. 

“What’s wrong?” Imogen poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her. 

“Sigh…” 

Charlie let out a long sigh, remaining silent, exuding a sense of suppression. 

She had always been full of energy, smiling through everything, and this was the first time Imogen. had seen her like this. 

“Charlie, what’s really going on? Are Uncle and Aunt not feeling well?” 

Charlie lowered her eyes, with her face full of gloom. “Imogen, do you think men are creatures who think with their lower parts?” 

Imogen paused, a bad guess emerging in his mind. 

Charlie smirked sarcastically. “I just found out that my dad cheated on my mom and has a son outside, who is already in college! Now I understand why he kept pressuring me to go on blind dates!” 

Although Imogen had already suspected it, she couldn’t help but show a shocked expression. She hadn’t expected Mr. Franco to also… 

Imogen silently embraced Charlie, lending Charlie her shoulder. “Don’t be sad.” 

Charlie remained silent. 

Imogen looked at the ceiling, reminiscing. “When I was little, my parents divorced. After my mom left, she never came back. I can’t even remember what she looked like, only a few brief images… Actually, later, I heard rumors from the villagers that my mom was with another man, which is why my dad divorced her…” 

“I have also been sad, confused, and angry. At that time, I even thought that if I had the chance to see her again, I would ask her why…” Imogen smiled. “But I never had the opportunity to see her. She probably forgot about me a long time ago.” 

Charlie looked up 

from his shoulder. “You’re even more pitiful than me.” 

There was no pain without comparison. 

At least her dad had given her a comfortable life, allowing her to enjoy twenty years of being the only child. 

“So, there is nothing we can’t overcome. The situation has already happened, but life must go on. We need to think about what to do next.” 

“What should we do next?” Charlie sneered. “Don’t think I don’t know. He wants to marry me off, give me some dowry, and leave all the family assets to the son of his mistress. He’s dreaming! I won’t let him have a single cent of the Franco family’s assets!” 

“What do you want to do next?” 

“…I don’t know.” Charlie hesitated. 

Idealism is beautiful, but reality is cruel. 

She used to be carefree, focusing on her hobbies. Charlie’s father never forced her to join the company, so she now knows nothing about the business, and it would be difficult for him to leave 

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the company to her. 

“Well… for now, don’t resist too much. Bide your time.” Imogen said seriously. 

“I know.” Charlie chuckled. “You sound like I’m the abandoned prince in a novel.” 

“Close enough.” 

Charlie took a sip of water, rested her arm on Imogen’s shoulder, and said, “Enough about me. I saw on Erik’s Instagram that you two broke 

1. up. 

What happened?” 

“Well… It’s a long story…” 

“Then make it short.” 

Imogen pursed his lips and recounted the events that happened at the hot spring resort to Charlie. 

Charlie’s face was shocked. She patted his shoulder and said, “Well, if you two broke up, it’s for the best. People with bad drinking habits will run into trouble sooner or later.” 

“Actually…” Imogen hesitated. “It’s not that he has a bad drinking habit, but Troy plotted against 

him…” 

“Hah?” Charlie exclaimed, “That dimwit is truly… insane and heartless!” 

Imogen smiled. 

felt the same way. 

“By the way, when I was coming here, I saw the news that Troy has become the chairman of Marshall Group.” 

Imogen raised an eyebrow, picked up his phone, and opened Twitter. Without having to search, he immediately saw the top trending news. 

Troy did indeed return to the Marshall Group. The official account of the group announced the news that Troy would be the chairman of the group starting today. 

Perhaps the situation with Marshall Group has been very bad recently. 

Anyway, it has nothing to do with Imogen. She directly turned off her phone. 

“Did Grace go back?” 

“No, she’s sleeping inside.” Imogen pointed to the room and said, “She wants to go on the trip with 

me.” 

“Is Alex going?” 

“Yes, I asked her.” 

“Then I want to go 

too!” 

At a clubhouse. 

The numbers on the electronic screen jumped to “1“, and the elevator “beeped” as the double doors opened. 

Troy stepped in and pressed the close door button. 

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, an arm reached in, the elevator doors sensed it and immediately opened to the sides. 

A young man stood at the elevator entrance, dressed in a black suit, neat and refined, with a black 

coat draped over his elbow. 

Seeing the elevator door open, he glanced inside and unintentionally made eye contact with Troy for two seconds. He lowered his gaze and walked into the elevator, stepping aside. 

Troy also retracted his gaze and stared straight ahead. 

Just as the elevator was about to close, a voice came from outside, “Wait.” 

The young man immediately extended his slender fingers and pressed the open door button. 

Lane hurriedly rushed in, panting and clutching his chest. He said to the person next to him, “Mr. Marshall, your phone has been retrieved.” 

As he spoke, he handed over the phone. 

Troy didn’t take it for a long time, and Lane raised his eyes to remind him, “Mr…” 

The voice abruptly stopped. 

Lane opened his mouth and froze for two seconds. 

This person in front of him is not Troy! 

Troy cleared his throat. 

Lane turned his head and realized that Mr. Marshall was there! 

“Sorry.” He smiled awkwardly at the young man and handed the phone to Troy. “Mr. Marshall, your phone.” 

Troy raised his gaze and looked at him, making Lane break into a cold sweat. 

“Okay.” 

He took the phone and casually put it in his pocket, inadvertently meeting the gaze of the 

man next to him. 

Four eyes met, carrying invisible intent.