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Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson

Chapter 313.2

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Chapter 313.2

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Chapter 313.2 Did She Still Love Troy(2)

Maybe what Troy said before was true after all along, and he liked her.

Imogen felt sad, relieved, and confused.

Finally, after years of loving someone without being loved in return, she received a clear

response.

But it was too late, they had already divorced…

Troy had always wanted to remarry her.

Imogen thought about the question Charlie had asked her at the party. Did she still love Troy?

Did she still love him?

Imogen opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, unable to provide an answer.

After a long divorce, her inability to confidently speak those two words revealed she had already made up her mind.

In reality, she still had feelings for Troy.

It was her emotions that made it hard for her to take his aid with a clear mind, avoid being underestimated by him, and prevent feeling inferior in front of him.

But her affection was not as pure as it had been in her teens and twenties.

In the past, Troy was her emotional support, and she worked hard to keep up with him by studying and working alongside him.

But now, liking him was just a part of her life, something optional. She had other things to do.

She had no current intentions to get married again soon.

She decided to let things take their natural course.

Imogen turned over, closed her eyes, and forced herself to sleep.

On the morning of half past seven on the seventeenth day of January, Troy’s driver arrived at Imogen’s house.

Imogen opened the rear car door, and Grace, carrying her little backpack, scooted to the middle seat. “Imogen, come on.”

Troy sat on the other side with a laptop on his lap, as if he were reading some documents. He looked up at Imogen when he heard the sound.

Imogen got into the car and closed the door. “Grace.”

“Yes?”

“On your first day of school in New York City, are you feeling nervous?”

“Not at all!” Grace replied, tilting her little face upward.

“That’s great to hear. Make sure to be friendly with your classmates when you start school. If anything goes wrong, contact Troy or me,” Imogen advised.

“I know, Imogen.”

“Do you have everything?” Imogen checked her small backpack.

Troy looked at Imagen for a moment with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

Her current expression of concern for Grace looked somewhat familiar to him.

It brought back memories of when she would assist him with packing for his business trips,

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checking and reminding him often, anxiously looking forward to his return.

He came back on time, but Sarah was with him.

How heartbroken she must have been as she found out she was pregnant at that time… Grace opened her backpack and showed it to Imogen.

In addition to stationery, there were also several snacks inside the bag.

Grace said with a wink and a smile, “Don’t worry, Imogen. I want to share these with classmates.”

“You’re really good, Grace. You’re a nice kid who knows how to share.”

Troy suppressed his emotions and said, “It’s good to know how to share, but don’t be taken advantage of, okay, Grace?”

“Yeah, I know.” Grace nodded.

She wouldn’t let anyone take advantage of her.

During their conversation, they arrived at the kindergarten at ten to eight.

They both accompanied Grace into the kindergarten.

It was almost time for class. In the preschool classroom, the children were already seated at their respective desks.

The teacher greeted them and exchanged a few words. Then, she pointed to a vacant spot in the middle of the classroom and said, “Let Grace sit there for now. If it doesn’t work out, we can make adjustments later.”

“Okay,” Troy replied.

“Well then, Grace, go with the teacher inside, okay?”

“Okay,” Grace replied, then turned to Troy and Imogen, waving. “Goodbye, Troy and Imogen!”

“Goodbye, Grace. I will come to pick you up in the evening!”

Grace, with her little backpack on his back, walked into the classroom, gave a brief

self–introduction in front of the blackboard, and then took her seat.

The other children were quite curious about Grace, the new student who had just transferred, and they kept looking at her.

Imogen and Troy didn’t depart right away. They observed a lesson from outside and noticed that Grace was adjusting appropriately. They departed as a duo following that.