Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 3: His Sister?
Imogen and Troy had been married for three years. Although the public had no clue about their marriage, they were no different
from the other married couples. Through the years, the two of them fulfilled their duties well.
Imogen would choose what suit and tie Troy would wear to work every morning. She would go to the company with him all the
time.
Troy would always tell her in advance if they needed to attend any party or dinner.
Their sexual life was also very active. They kissed each other every day like the normal couple everyone would see.
Never had Troy forgotten to give Imogen gifts during important occasions, such as wedding anniversaries, Valentines Day, and
her birthday.
In short, he gave her everything she wanted. He fulfilled his duties as her husband diligently. He has done everything that a
perfect husband should do.
Even Imogen thought that her life would always be so happy.
She didn’t know it would only take one woman to wake her from her perfect married life.
Sarah Page has returned.
Now, everything she had dreamed and hoped for, she and Troy were shattered.
Imogen realized the woman who answered Troy‘ s phone yesterday must be her.
They must be together yesterday.
They were already spending time together?‘ Imogen scoffed.
‘Or were they together the whole time Troy was on his business trip?‘
‘Did they arrive in Canada together yesterday?‘
Did he accompany Sarah last night?

Thinking of these, Imogen felt her heart drop. Troy effortlessly broke her heart, leaving her body and soul crushed and hurt.
“Imogen, don’t worry. Even if we‘ re divorced, you’ll still be a part of our family. You’ll still be the sister I care about the most?”
‘Sister?‘ Imogen wanted to scream.
“We were married for three years! We shared the same bed every night for three damn years! Now, you‘ re calling me your
sister?‘
Imogen could feel her blood boiling in resentment and frustration.
She sighed. “Let’s talk about it then,” she said, defeated.
Troy released a deep breath. He looked at Imogen with so many emotions in his eyes. “By the way, you said you would tell me
something. What is it?”
Hearing his question, a faint smile appeared on Imogen’s lips as she casually flipped through the documents in her hand.
“Nothing. I just wanted to talk about the launching event for the clothing line that had come out. There was something that wasn‘
t finalized yet. I wanted to discuss it with you, but now I have come up with a good solution.”
She looked at him and gave him a brief, tight–lipped smile.
Chapter 3: His Sister?
Suddenly, she felt like some things were meant to be left unsaid.
“Oh,” Troy answered. “Okay. Thank you for your hard work.” He couldn’t deny how effective. and excellent Imogen was as the
brand director of the Marshall Group of Companies.
Without a doubt, Imogen was very talented and smart. She was born to work in this industry. All the products she had under her
care, from jewelry, clothing, and games to electronic products, became popular in the country.
“Don’t mention it. It’s my job, after all,” Imogen said in a monotone. She heaved a sigh and calmly stood up. Without any word,
she walked upstairs.
Troy also stood up and followed her. “Let’s go to the company together,” he said.
Imogen‘ s steps halted. A bitter sensation rose to her throat. Her eyes turned into slits in an

instant.
‘How could he be so calm to ask me to go to work with him when he just told me he wanted out of our marriage?”
‘What does he think of me? A stone? A robot without feelings?‘
Imogen turned around, faced him, and let out a sarcastic smile. “No need. Since we‘ re about to get divorced, we should be
careful from being seen by the people outside.”
Then, she marched to the bedroom, leaving him alone.
Imogen took a few deep breaths. She didn’t know how long she could stay composed. She was a ticking bomb. She was afraid
that any second, she would burst out in front of her heartless husband.
She couldn’t do that.
Troy had always thought of her as sensible and obedient, which was why he married her.
Imogen subconsciously rubbed her stomach. ‘I’m sorry, baby. It will only be you and Mommy in the future.‘
Behind her, Troy frowned as he watched her rushing to their bedroom.
Imogen headed to the garage and opened the door to the driver’s seat. But instead of starting the engine and driving out, she
took out her phone and opened her Facebook account.
She spent the next ten minutes scrolling through her feed, looking for a clue.
Until she finally found one.
Troy and his friends were not fans of social media, and they rarely posted their pictures. However, there would always be an
exception.
Cedric Jansen loved social media.
Imogen clicked his most recent post. It was a photo of a famous wine on a table. In his post, he
said: [Let’s welcome our dear friend, Sarah! I can’t wait for your and Troy‘ s wedding. It will be a blast for sure!]

He even included wedding emojis in his post.
Imogen clicked the tagged location. It was in a clubhouse where they often gathered together. Plop!
A tear fell on the phone screen until it was followed by another one. And some more.
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