Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 40

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Chapter 40.1 We Can’t Never Meet Again 

Imogen’s heart raced as the door suddenly opened, and she looked up to find Troy entering the room. He closed the door behind him and questioned her choice of moving into this particular 

room. 

“I want to change my surroundings and maybe move back in the future,” Imogen replied, wondering if there was a connection between Troy and her decision. 

Troy seemed concerned, pulling out a black card and placing it on the bedside table. He pushed it gently toward Imogen and said, “If there’s anything you like, feel free to buy it.” 

She glanced at the black card but declined his offer, saying, “No, you can take it back. I’ve never lost anything.” 

Troy insisted, feeling remorseful, “This is my promise to you. I broke it, and I should compensate you.” 

Imogen still refused, expressing that she didn’t need anything from him. 

“Don’t push me away, Imogen,” Troy pleaded. “I know you’re trying to distance yourself from me, but we don’t have to be strangers. Despite the divorce, you’re still cherished by my grandparents, and we’ll still see each other. Let’s face it calmly.” 

Imogen struggled with his words, realizing that his indifference towards her was simply because he had no feelings for her. She wondered if he wanted her to calmly accept his relationship with Sarah. 

Feeling disheartened, she finally gave in, softly saying, “Just leave it there.” 

“Good night,” Troy bid her farewell before leaving the room. 

On Saturday morning, Troy woke up early and went for a run. In the living room, the housekeeper noticed his presence and greeted him. 

Troy paused near the door and asked, “Do you know why Imogen moved out of the master bedroom?” 

The housekeeper explained, “I forgot to tell you, but on Tuesday, someone sent a threatening package to her. It had some foul–smelling substance that spilled on the bedsheet and floor. That’s why she moved out.” 

Troy was taken aback and questioned why he hadn’t been informed earlier. 

“I called the police,” the housekeeper replied, “but you were away on a business trip, and she didn’t want to bother you.” 

Curious about the culprit, Troy probed further, “Who was it?” 

“It turned out to be a high school student, one of Sarah Page’s fans,” the housekeeper revealed. 

As the conversation ended, the housekeeper’s familiarity with news related to her employer became evident. 

Over the past three years, she had been employed by a kind and generous family, and she was very content with her job. 

During this time, she observed the young couple’s transformation from strangers to a loving pair, seemingly detached at first, but now seemingly divine in their relationship. 

Whenever she returned home to teach her son, she would mention how she wished him to learn from Mr. Marshall. 

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However, things took an unexpected turn as Mr. Marshall, like many other men, started seeking another woman after just three years of marriage. 

On a particular Tuesday, something significant happened involving one of Sarah’s fans, and Troy finally understood why Imogen had been so emotionally charged that day. 

She had expressed her feelings, saying, “Am I just being wronged for nothing? Am I being scolded for nothing?” 

Troy couldn’t help but feel a mix of bitterness and complexity in his heart. 

He quietly ascended the stairs and approached Imogen’s room, gently opening the door. Peeking inside, he saw her sleeping soundly, a sight that made him realize she never locked her door at night. 

Imogen lay curled up on her side, her hair scattered on the pillow, and her small face almost concealed beneath the blanket. This posture indicated a sense of insecurity. 

Memories of ten years ago resurfaced, when he had returned to the old house to find a new girl there. She had timidly called him ‘Elder Brother,‘ and though he wasn’t particularly concerned about the addition to the family, the girl’s polite and sensible demeanor left an impression. A decade had passed, and on the corner he overlooked, she had grown into a strong and graceful woman, much like a blooming plum blossom. 

Troy decided not to disturb her as she was about to wake up, so he quietly left the room. 

Around 8 o’clock, Imogen woke up, had breakfast, tidied up, applied makeup, and headed out near 9 o’clock. She hurried to Time Square. 

Charlie waited in a coffee shop, waving at Imogen as she approached. 

Entering the coffee shop, Charlie offered her a cup of freshly brewed coffee, saying, “I ordered it for you, and it’s still hot.” 

“Thank you,” Imogen replied, taking a seat on a high stool and sipping the milk tea through a 

straw. 

Charlie suggested, “Shall we go to the third or fourth floor later?” 

Both areas were dedicated to clothing. 

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Chapter 40.2 We Can’t Never Meet Again 

Imogen sucked in the shaking jelly slowly and asked, “Why didn’t you invite Alex to come along?” Charlie laughed heartily, “Oh, he’s been working overtime these days! He’s juggling multiple projects, and the demands from Sarah’s team are overwhelming him. He’s nearly exhausted.” Imogen couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the description. 

“Seriously, Alex’s in a tough spot. But Sarah’s figure is also quite petite,” Charlie added, her eyes playfully shifting towards Imogen. “Unlike you, Imogen, your future children will definitely be blessed.” 

Blushing, Imogen replied, “Don’t talk nonsense.‘ 

Charlie persisted, “I’m not kidding, Imogen. Can you give me some tips on how you got them so big?” 

Imogen playfully bit her straw, refusing to answer the question. 

Before getting married, her figure wasn’t as curvaceous, but things changed after tying the knot. After finishing their coffee, the two friends left the teashop arm in arm and took the escalator to the third floor. 

The shopping guide welcomed them with a smile and tried to convince them to check out the latest best–selling clothes in the store. 

Imogen and Charlie each picked out two sets of clothes to try on in the fitting room. 

“Imogen, your taste is impeccable. It fits you perfectly,” Charlie complimented. 

The saleslady was attentive nearby, continuing to persuade them. 

When it was time to pay, Imogen opened her wallet and noticed the black card tucked away in the corner. She paused for a moment and then handed it to the cashier, saying, “Use this card.” 

The cashier took the card with added respect upon seeing it. 

Charlie couldn’t contain her excitement and exclaimed, “You’ve got it, Little Imogen! Take me along as your rich sister! Help me out!” 

Imogen playfully approached Charlie and lifted her chin with her index finger. “Sure, girl, spend $14,000 a night with me.” 

Charlie enthusiastically responded, “Not just one night, I’ll go for ten nights!” 

They both laughed, and Troy’s phone rang with a text message notification. 

Taking out his phone, he saw that it was a deduction message from the bank. 

Imogen was using Troy’s card for her expenses. 

“Who sent you a text message?” Sarah inquired, trying to glimpse his phone.