Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380.1 Troy Is Just a Playboy (1) 

In the morning, when Troy got up, Imogen was sleeping soundly. 

Aunt Mary was packing Grace’s toys and when she saw Troy coming out of the guest room, she thought he was taking care of Imogen until midnight. After Imogen stopped burning, he went to the guest room to sleep for a while. 

Troy told Aunt Mary, “Today, someone will come and dispose of the sheets, bedclothes, and mattress in my room.” 

Aunt Mary showed a puzzled face, but before she could say something, Troy explained in a subtle way, “The drink is sprinkled on top, making it soak.” 

“Okay, sir.” Aunt Mary responded and decided to have the sheets, bedclothes, and mattress 

cleaned by someone else, and then take them home for her own use. 

Those are made of good materials and expensive. What a waste of things to throw away. 

Troy was filthy rich. Some things were still good but he wanted to throw them away, so Aunt Mary took them all back home like picking up the rags. 

“Besides, there’s no need to call her for breakfast. Let her sleep a little longer.” 

“Okay.” Aunt Mary nodded. She had to sleep more if she had a cold or fever. Even if Mr. Marshall didn’t ask her, she wouldn’t wake Mrs. Marshall up. 

Grace didn’t have class this weekend. When she got up, Aunt Mary was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. 

She went to the bathroom to wash up alone. And then dabbing face cream, she came out, walked to Troy, and asked, “Troy, has your suitcase been delivered?” 

Troy’s mouth twitched. 

In fact, his suitcase had been in the trunk of the car. After Troy got out of the car with Imogen in his arms, the driver forgot to help bring it up. 

“It’s delivered. It’s already downstairs. Troy will go get it now.” 

“Great.” 

Troy took the key, went out, and took the elevator directly to the underground garage. 

As soon as Grace finished dabbing the face cream, she heard the doorbell ring. 

Grace got off the sofa and trotted to the door. She poked the door a few times with her fingers, and the electronic screen showed who was coming from outside. 

It was a secretary of Troy who came. 

Grace had been to the company, and the secretaries in the board of directors‘ office get along well with her. She knew this secretary, so she opened the door and said, “Brother, are you here to see Troy?” 

The secretary smiled and said, “Yes, the chairman asked me to send me a set of women’s clothes. Where is your Uncle Troy?” 

Women’s clothes? 

Grace said, “Troy is out, would you like to sit down and have a glass of water?” 

“No, thanks.” The secretary put the paper bag containing clothes on the sofa, “I put the clothes here. When your uncle Troy comes back, Grace remembers to tell him.” 

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Chapter 380.1 Troy Is Just a Playboy (1) 

“Okay.” 

As soon as the secretary left, Grace came to the edge of the sofa and stared at the women’s clothes in the paper bag, her big eyes rolling. 

Why did Troy ask his secretary to send over a set of women’s clothes? There are no other women at home. 

Could it be a gift for her? Troy went down and his secretary came up. They just missed each 

other? 

Grace couldn’t help but take it out. It looked like the clothes were not hers.