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Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson

Chapter 94

Chapter 94 The End

Imogen deliberately said it ambiguously.

Troy must have promised Imogen not to divorce her!

That’s why Imogen came to Sarah’s birthday party today to show off arrogantly!

Sarah’s face twisted in anger. “Imogen, how can you be so despicable? Troy doesn’t even like you. You’d be better off divorcing him if you have any sense!”

“I won’t agree to divorce. So what if you’re impatient? What can you do to me?”

“You…” Sarah stammered.

“If this is all you wanted to tell me, I’d better go first.” Imogen shrugged.

“Do you dare to bet with me on who Troy will choose?”

“You’re only using this to prove your sense of existence. I’m not interested in playing along.” Imogen turned around and left.

Suddenly, Sarah pounced from behind.

Imogen steadied herself calmly and pulled Sarah away.

“Ah!”

There was a piercing scream.

Sarah rolled down the stairs.

“Sarah.” Troy entered through the security entrance, looked at the scene before him, and hurriedly approached to help Sarah. “Are you alright?”

Sarah leaned in Troy’s arms. Her face was pale, her eyes were full of tears, her breath was weak. “Troy, I’m in so much pain.”

“Don’t talk. Let’s get you to the hospital first.” Troy lifted Sarah into his arms and glanced at Imogen up on the steps. He then turned and left.

In a place where Troy couldn’t see, Sarah smiled triumphantly at Imogen and said without a sound, “I won.”

Looking at Troy’s back, Imogen’s expression turned slightly bitter. She then walked down the stairs calmly.

Let Troy misunderstand her if he wanted to. Imogen couldn’t be bothered to explain anyway. As for the discomfort in her chest, Imogen closed her eyes and forcefully suppressed it.

Sarah leaned against Troy’s arms.

She looked at his face from her angle. His deep eyes, his high nose bridge, and the sharply defined jawline, and everything captivated her

Sarah couldn’t let go.

Troy chose to take her to the hospital immediately. He should have still had lingering feelings for her.

“What were you and Imogen discussing in the stairwell just now?” Troy asked suddenly.

Sarah said softly, “I just wanted to apologize to her, but I didn’t expect Imogen to suddenly…” Sarah didn’t finish her line, but the meaning was self–evident.

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“I knew Imogen hates me, and I don’t blame her for doing this…” Sarah added.

Troy remained silent, and his expression unchanged.

Troy freed one hand to open the car door, gently placing Sarah inside, then held the door with his hand. “I’ll call the driver to take you to the hospital.”

Sarah’s expression stiffened, and she grabbed Troy’s arm. “Troy, aren’t you coming with me? I want you to accompany me…”

“Just wait in the car. The driver will be here soon.” Troy pulled her hand away, turned around, and left.

Sarah hugged Troy’s waist from behind, and her voice tinged with a sob, pleading, “Troy, are you in such a hurry to distance yourself from me? For the last time, just one last time, don’t you want to accompany me? I’ve grown accustomed to your presence, yet you suddenly say you’re leaving. How could you be so cruel?” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“Which is why you need to get used to it slowly. I will give Ylah a call and ask her to accompany you.”

“I love you. I really can’t be without you! Troy, you said you love me too, didn’t you? If you’re concerned about Grandpa’s health, I can give up on the formalities. I just want to stay by your side!” Sarah said, her voice quivering with tears.

Troy remained silent. He drew himself back from Sarah’s arms and strode away.

Did he truly love Sarah?

Even he himself was somewhat uncertain.

Sarah looked at his back, her expression darkening completely.

Sarah gripped the back of the car seat with both hands, her nails almost embedded into the leather.

Seeing Imogen coming out from the safe exit, Liam approached and asked, “What happened? Mr. Marshall just left with Ms. Page in his arms?”

Imogen explained, “Ms. Page accidentally fell, so Mr. Marshall sent her to the hospital. The party is over. Shall we go?”

“Alright.”

The two of them arrived at the garage.

Imogen was about to get into the car when a voice suddenly called out from behind.

“Imogen.”

Imogen didn’t look back.

Imogen instantly recognized that voice once she heard it. It was Troy’s.

Liam halted his movement of getting into the car, turned around to look at the person coming, and greeted with a smile, “Mr. Marshall, weren’t you taking Ms. Page to the hospital?”

“The driver had gone to drop her off.” Troy replied, then looked at Imogen, “Imogen, I need to talk to you.”

“There was nothing to talk about between us,” Imogen said coldly without looking at him.

Liam glanced at Imogen in surprise, tugging at her sleeve to signal her not to sound so harsh. Troy told Liam, “Liam, you can go back first. I will take Imogen.”

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Troy was nominally Imogen’s brother and was also the investor of Liam’s crew, so Liam had no reason to refuse him.

However, judging from Imogen’s attitude, there seemed to be some conflict between the two.

Liam looked at Imogen and asked tentatively, “So, Imogen, do you need me to give you a ride?” Imogen replied, “You can go back first.”

Imogen needed to clarify things with Troy. If she didn’t, he would persist, and their issues shouldn’t have involved Liam.

Seeing what Imogen said, Liam had no choice but to nod. “Alright then, I’ll head back first.”

Liam leaned closely to Imogen and whispered, “If you have any conflicts with Mr. Marshall, you should actively resolve them and call me if you need anything.”

How could something like this be resolved just by wanting to resolve it?

Imogen appreciated his kindness and nodded gently. “Alright, thank you.”

However, from what Troy saw, this scene appeared extremely intimate.

His gaze became even more profound.

Liam drove his car and left the garage.

Apart from cars, only Troy and Imogen were left around.

Imogen glanced at Troy expressionlessly and said mockingly, “What’s this? Are you here to defend Ms. Page?”

“Imogen, I didn’t mean that.”

“If that’s not the case, I want to leave now.”

Seeing Imogen being so nonchalant towards him, Troy stepped forward and took hold of her arm. “I’ll take you back.”

Imogen shook off his hand. “I don’t need you to take me.”

“Imogen!”

“What?” Imogen stopped and raised an eyebrow, looking at him.

“I understand you’re still upset about the other day. That day…”

“Don’t you dare to mention that day!” Imogen interrupted Troy in a cold voice and looked at him icily, “You’ve made your choice, so now is no point to talk about it. Our relationship had ended from the moment you walked out of that room. But don’t worry. I’ll still act alongside you for the next while so that Grandpa can enjoy his days.”

“Ended? I disagree!”

“You disagree? Disagreeing is invalid.”

“Are you… are you breaking the promise we made to Grandpa?”

Imogen shook her head lightly, finding it somewhat ironic. “Our promise to Grandpa? Do you still remember that promise when you insisted on leaving?”

“Of course, I remember!”

“Bullshit!” Imogen looked Troy in the eyes angrily. “If you truly remembered, you wouldn’t have insisted on seeing Sara. Admit it, you broke your promise to Grandpa first, and you were the one who chose Sarah over me.”

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“I’m sorry. I didn’t expect that Sarah would let Cedric lie to me. Her injury is not that severe.”

“No, that’s not it.” Imogen stepped forward and stared into his eyes. “She might have deceived you, but are you without fault? You heard Cedric say that she was seriously injured, and without even verifying it, you were eager to leave. This shows that your concern for her has already surpassed the injury itself.

“Besides, that ring in your car was intended for Sarah, right? Even if Cedric doesn’t come to you, you will still go to her after we finish dinner.

“Even if she lied to you, aren’t you still attending her birthday party today like you would? Aren’t you still playing the piano for her and dancing with her?”