Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338.1 Won’t Do Anything I 

Imogen’s ears turned red slightly. She looked at him in disbelief and refused, “What nonsense are you talking about? I’ll drive faster. You solve it yourself after you get home!” 

How could he ask her for help so directly? 

How could she help him with such a favor? 

Troy’s Adam’s apple rolled up and down. He was breathing heavily, saying with tolerance, “I can’t make it home… Just turn right at the next intersection and go to Central Park.” 

Imogen paused and turned the steering wheel, changing the car into the right–turn lane. 

The car drove into the park three minutes later. 

The Central Park was currently open to the public for free. It was still cold, and it was nighttime, so the park was empty. 

Imogen parked the car casually on the side of the road and took off her seat belt in a hurry. “I’ll go outside. You can handle it yourself.” 

When she was about to open the car door, Troy took her wrist from the back seat, looked at her with pleading eyes, and said hoarsely, “Imogen, I beg you, please help me. I feel very uncomfortable…” 

His whole body was hot, even his big hands. When he touched Imogen’s warm wrist, she couldn’t help but shrink. 

His eyes were deep and burning. Imogen’s whole body felt weak. She bit her lower lip and looked. away. “No, handle it yourself…” 

Troy squeezed her palm gently while narrowing his eyes slightly and said with a hint, “I won’t do anything to you.” 

Imogen subconsciously tightened her fingers. 

She didn’t want to understand. 

However, she understood what he meant the moment Troy squeezed her palm. 

Imogen felt ashamed and angry that their tacit understanding came at the wrong time! 

She pursed her lips tightly without saying anything. She took her hand away from Troy, opened the door, and got out of the car. 

Troy’s heart tightened, and a trace of disappointment appeared in his eyes. 

Then, the back seat door was opened. Imogen sat down next to him and closed the door. 

It was a false alarm. 

Troy’s expression turned pleased. He stared directly at Imogen, with the flames in his eyes burning brighter. “Thank you, Imogen.” 

He really loved her little awkwardness. 

Her ears were already bright red. Imogen pouted and looked away. “How much you drink tonight?” 

“Just a little bit,” Troy added, “Red wine.” 

Imogen reached her hand over. “Make it quick.” 

“Hmm,” a sexy note came from his throat. 

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Chapter 338.1 Won’t Do Anything 

It was dark and silent inside the car. 

Something was slowly growing in the hidden corners of the two’s hearts in such a silent environment. 

Troy’s breathing became heavier, and a rustling sound came from the side. 

Somehow, a certain picture appeared in Imogen’s mind while she was clearly looking away. She felt like seeing it with her own eyes. 

Her heart felt tight, and she clenched her hand subconsciously. 

Troy let out a groan. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, “Imogen, do you want to murder me?” 

Imogen closed her eyes, trying to take out her hand in shame and annoyance. “Do you want me to help you or not? Don’t be so picky!” 

Troy held Imogen hand tightly. His Adam’s apple rolled. “It’s my fault. It’s an honor for Imogen to help me. I shouldn’t be so dissatisfied.” 

As he said that, his hands did not stop moving at all. 

Imogen was speechless. 

The corners of her mouth twitched. 

Her face was so flushed and hot in the dark that it could almost fry an egg. 

After a period of time, Imogen pushed Troy away, arranged her clothes, and opened the car door. 

Imogen’s confused brain became much clearer upon being hit by the coldness.