Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 380,2

Chapter 380.2 Troy Was Such a Playboy (2)

The guest room is not as big as the master bedroom, and thus you would directly see the bed at a glance.

Grace pushed through a crack in the door. Before she stepped in, she saw a woman sleeping on the bed with her brown hair spread all over the pillow, her white shoulders were exposed with her face covered by the quilt.

Grace was stunned.

How could there lied a woman in the guest room?

At that moment, Grace did a lot of thinking in her head, so much that she could hardly contain it

anymore.

She remembered when she was about to enter the master bedroom last night, Troy stopped her hesitantly, saying that he was tired and didn’t want to play with her…

She now knew that he just didn’t want her to know that there was a woman inside there.

That woman was definitely not Imogen, otherwise Troy wouldn’t have reacted that way and Imogen would have taken the initiative to play with her then.

Grandma Mary said that Troy slept in the guest room last night, but the woman was also in the guest room.

Did they sleep together?

Grace was young, but she knew that only husband and wife sleep together.

So, did Troy change his mind?

Grace couldn’t believe it. She closed the door and went to the master bedroom. Maybe Grandma. Mary misunderstood and Troy actually did sleep in the master bedroom last night..

It was a mess inside when the door to master bedroom was opened, with men’s and women’s clothes thrown all over the floor.

Grace was completely disappointed, she walked to the sofa and sat down.

The women’s clothes sent by the secretary must be for the woman in the room!

Huhuhu, she did not like that woman in the room, she liked Imogen!

“What’s wrong, Grace?” Aunt Mary came out of the kitchen with a plate of spring rolls on her

hands.

Grace pursed her lips, her eyes reddened.

Upon seeing this, Aunt Mary quickly stepped forward and try to coaxed her, “Grace, why are you crying? Tell me, did you hurt yourself?”

Grace didn’t say a word, but just shedding her tears uncomfortably.

Aunt Mary looked even more anxious.

The door swinged open and Troy came in with his suitcase, “Grace…

“Sir, come and have a look, Grace keeps crying and she isn’t saying anything when I ask her.” Troy hurriedly dropped his suitcase, strode forward and embraced Grace. He wiped away the tears from the

corners of her eyes with his hands and said softly, “Grace, what’s wrong? Tell me If you feel anything uncomfortable?”

Grace started to struggle and refused to be embraced by Troy, “Don’t hug me, I hate you!” Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

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Chapter 380.2 Troy Was Such a Playboy (2)

Troy went out to get his suitcase and wondering why did the little girl start to hate him? “Grace, I bring you a gift, don’t you want it?” Troy casily held Grace in his arms.

“No, just give it to whomever you like!” The little girl was very strong–willed and struggled in his arms. “Let me go, I am going to find Imogen.”

Troy was such a playboy.

She had not forgotten the reason why Imogen divorced Troy was because of his philandering!

Men are all the same.

“Imogen is sleeping.”

“I don’t care! I’m going to find Imogen. I don’t want you!” Grace thought that he meant Imogen had not gotten up yet downstairs.

“Fine, fine, I’ll take you to her, but you are not allowed to disturb her.” Troy picked her up.

Grace was stunned, “You… you meant it?”

He actually still had the nerve to see Imogen?

This meant that Imogen was still kept in the dark!

“You don’t believe me? I’ll deal with you after I bring you to see Imogen.” Troy actually found it funny when looking at the little girl’s annoyed look.

Grace snorted, she would secretly tell Imogen to deal with him first!

Troy carried Grace to the guest room.

Grace was shocked, “Why do you take me to the guest room…?”

“Shh…” Troy put his index finger in front of Grace’s mouth and signaled her to shut up with his eyes. He carried her a few steps inside and whispered, “Look, Imogen is sleeping.”

Grace looked at the huge bed and saw a half–familiar face hidden under the quilt. Who else if it was not Imogen?

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