Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson

Chapter 41

Chapter 41 I Don’t Like Her

Imogen felt her heart twinge as she noticed Sarah by Troy’s side. She quickly looked away and reached out to touch Charlie, seeking comfort.

Charlie also spotted them standing not far away, and her smile immediately vanished, replaced by a disdainful expression.

Approaching them, they exchanged greetings. “Hello, Troy,” Imogen said with a nod.

Imogen was supposed to meet Troy, but then she saw him with Sarah.

“Imogen, Charlie,” Sarah appeared surprised and hurriedly explained, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know Troy and I…”

Troy observed Sarah’s cautious expression and recalled her gentle and calm demeanor when they first met, which now seemed lost due to her knowledge of his marriage. He felt a pang of sorrow

for her.

Imogen interrupted, saying, “It’s alright, Sarah. We understand. Let’s take a walk and leave you

two be.”

Imogen tried to lead Charlie away, but Charlie remained rooted and commented with a smile, “Sarah, your makeup looks stunning today. Who did it for you?”

Sarah looked puzzled and replied, “I did it myself.”

“Impressive! Your makeup skills might even rival Miss Mira’s, don’t you think?” Charlie remarked, but there was an undercurrent of sarcasm in her tone.

Sarah’s face stiffened, and she forced a smile, pulling at the corner of her lips.

“If you believe your aesthetics are flawless, be careful not to dismiss others‘ opinions. Blind confidence can lead to mistakes, and you might end up blaming others for it,” Charlie continued, seemingly enjoying her discomfort.

Sarah turned pale and bit her lower lip, feeling the weight of Charlie’s words.

Charlie finally turned away, taking Imogen’s hand as they walked off together, leaving Sarah behind with her thoughts.

Imogen was well aware that Troy’s heart belonged to Sarah, not her. As Troy’s words reached her ears, she felt an agonizing pain, as if her heart was being torn apart, cracked into pieces, and left bleeding on the ground.

Troy had once promised to get a divorce certificate after his business trip, but upon his return, the topic was never mentioned again, and Imogen silently hoped to prolong the marriage, even wishing that Troy would forget about it altogether. However, she knew deep down that such fantasies were futile. Troy might not remember now, but eventually, reality would catch up, and they would have to face the inevitable.

She had once wondered if Troy would have loved her if it weren’t for Sarah, but now she knew the painful truth – even without Sarah, Troy wouldn’t have loved her. She was just another person to him, replaceable and insignificant.

As she stood lost in her thoughts, a salesperson approached her, offering a card that had fallen. Imogen thanked them and then decided to leave. She walked out of the store, and Troy noticed her departure, feeling a twinge of discomfort in his heart.

“Troy, what are you looking at?” Sarah asked, noticing his distant gaze.

“It’s nothing,” Troy replied, shaking his head, unsure of his own emotions.

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Chapter 41 I Don’t Like Her

Imogen took a deep breath, clutching the black card in her hand, and approached Charlie. “Charlie, let’s go somewhere else.”

The two of them continued their shopping spree on the fourth floor, buying bags and jewelry. After strolling around, they found a restaurant on the fifth floor for lunch and later watched a movie on the sixth floor. They spent the afternoon together until the evening when they had. dinner together.

Amidst the laughter and distractions, Imogen tried to mask the pain in her heart, cherishing the time she could spend with Charlie, her true companion and source of comfort.

Marie’s request, they decided to have a hot pot for dinner. As Imogen washed the meat slices, her mind wandered off, causing her to accidentally spill some hot soup onto her hand. Strangely, she seemed numb to the pain. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Imogen, Imogen! Why are you so careless?” Charlie hurriedly grabbed napkins to help her clean

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A red burn mark appeared on the back of Imogen’s hand.

“Does it hurt? Should we go to the hospital?” Charlie asked, concerned.

Imogen smiled and shook her head. “It’s alright, I’ll just apply some ointment when we get back. Perplexed, Charlie muttered, “What’s bothering you?”

“Just got lost in my thoughts for a moment. I’ll go get some cold water to rinse it in the restroom,” Imogen replied calmly.

In the restroom, while rinsing her red burn with cold water, she caught sight of someone standing beside her in the mirror. Ignoring them, she continued with her task.

“Imogen, I wanted to talk to you about Troy,” Sarah spoke with a smile.

“What is it that you want to discuss? You can tell me,” Imogen’s expression remained neutral. “I found out a few days ago that he’s already married to you,” Sarah revealed.

Imogen couldn’t help but chuckle lightly at Sarah’s claim that she had just learned about her marriage to Troy. She knew that Ylah Willy had been targeting her from the beginning of their cooperation, with the clear intention of provoking her. Their rivalry as partners wouldn’t benefit her unless there was more significant underlying interest.

Sarah’s face stiffened, but she continued, “So, are you planning to leave him?”

Imogen maintained her composure and replied, “Why does it matter to you? But no, I don’t plan on leaving him. And what’s the point of talking to me about this? Do you want me to back off?”

Sarah tried to regain her composure and smiled, saying, “Imogen, don’t be so defensive. Our relationship can’t be summed up in just a few words.”

Imogen smiled back, dismissing the idea, “I have no interest in knowing anything about your relationship.”

Sarah persisted, “No, you’re just afraid to face the reality of Troy and me. You’re the follower while we are partners, walking together through college, transitioning from youth to maturity, and supporting each other through difficulties. The strong bond we share is something you can’t understand.”

ach other through difficulties. The strong bond we share is something you can’t understand.”