Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson
Chapter 323.2

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Troy was speechless.

“I can learn right away.”

“Forget it. Let’s go out to eat,” Imogen said.

Troy said immediately, “I remember there was a mutton restaurant on Chester Street…”

“I don’t know better than you?” Imogen glanced at him sideways.

Troy touched his nose, took off the coat on the hanger, and went out.

On the way, they passed a bakery, and Imogen said, “Stop the car. I want to taste their apple pie.”

Troy parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road. “Wait a minute, I’ll buy it for you. Do you want anything else?”

“No need.”

Troy unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Ten minutes later, Troy came back and handed the brown paper bag in his hand to Imogen. “Freshly baked lemon pie.”

Imogen took it and opened the bag while complaining, “Why took you so long?”

“There are a lot of people queuing up.”

Imogen hummed softly, picked up a piece of lemon pie, and ate it.

After a while, the car was filled with the smell of lemon.

Troy didn’t hate the smell of lemon, but he couldn’t accept the smell all over his body in a narrow

space.

He was about to open the window when Imogen said in front of him, “I’m cold. Turn up the heater.”

Troy was speechless again.

All right.

The well–behaved and sensible Imogen turned into a feisty girl.

Troy smiled helplessly but felt very satisfied in his heart.

He was only afraid that she would hate him because of what happened last night and never pay attention to him again. In comparison, the current little punishment was nothing at all. But it was more like fun.

When they arrived at the mutton restaurant on Chester Street, Imogen walked in front and entered.

When Troy parked the car and came in, he saw Imogen sitting in the most conspicuous position in the hall.

Troy rarely dined in and even less often ate in a place where everyone could see as soon as they entered the door.

He walked over and put the car keys on the table. “Why didn’t you get a private room?”

almogen raised her eyes and said, “I like here.”

Troy didn’t know what to say.

He shouldn’t have asked.

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Troy sat down opposité her. “Have you

“Yeah.”

ordered food?”

Troy didn’t take long to understand what Imogen meant by “Yeah“.

She ordered all the dishes on the menu. There were so many that the table couldn’t accommodate them, so the waiter made another one for them.

This mutton restaurant’s dishes were made of mutton, such as spicy mutton trotters, stewed mutton, griddle mutton, fried onion mutton, cumin mutton…

Other customers in the restaurant couldn’t help but cast curious glances.

The smell of mutton filled his nostrils. Troy endured it without expression, picked up his fork, and said, “Let’s eat.”

Imogen glanced at him and started eating.

Imogen noticed that Troy didn’t move his fork much.

She rolled her eyes, picked up a piece of mutton, and put it on his plate. “Eat more.”

“Okay.”

After he finished the piece, Imogen gave him a piece of each item until it piled up on his plate.

Imogen smiled with satisfaction. “Enjoy it.”

Troy was speechless.

During this meal, Troy ate more mutton than he had in his entire life.

After eating, Troy sat in the driver’s seat. “Are we going back? Or going for a walk?”

“Go to the furniture store and buy a sofa.” Imogen sarcastically said.

Troy replied, “Okay.”

Seeing that his expression didn’t change, Imogen sneered and said to Charlie on Facebook, “Charlie, I accidentally spilled a drink on the sofa yesterday. I can’t clean it up. I have to replace it.”

Charlie didn’t care. “I also want to exchange it. Show me your choice.”

“Sure.”

At Furniture store.

The shopping guide enthusiastically introduced the types of sofa materials to Imogen and Troy.

Materials were basically divided into several categories, including cowhide, technical cloth, linen, velvet, etc.

The shopping guide asked, “What material do you two want?”

Troy replied before Imogen, “Cowhide one.”

Imogen contradicted him, “I don’t want that. I’ll choose a linen one.”

Troy pursed his lower lip and said, “No.”

“Why not?” Imogen raised her eyebrows.

Troy glanced at the shopping guide and lowered his voice in Imogen’s ear, “If the linen fabric wet, you must change it. If the cowhide gets wet, just wipe it clean.”

Imogen glared at him fiercely.

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