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Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson

Chapter 56

Chapter 56 Dance With Me

“In the face of evidence, Diego and Landon had no choice but to admit that they had premeditated their actions. The police have decided to bring criminal charges against them. However, considering their level of harm, the sentencing probably won’t be too severe,” the police officer explained.

Imogen was quite curious. “Why did they know my license plate number and my whereabouts?”

The police officer said, “Diego works as a mechanic at a certain car dealership. He admitted that you had your car repaired there. Landon had someone tailing you, and he got your information from a friend.”

“Okay, I see.”

“Diego and Landon’s family members want to meet you, hoping to get your forgiveness as the victim. What do you think?”

“I won’t meet them. I don’t need any compensation from them. I’ll push for a heavier sentence.” “Understood.”

“Thank you, goodbye. Let me know if there’s any news.”

After hanging up the phone, Troy glanced at Imogen. “I’ve assigned Lucas to handle this matter. They will pay for their actions.”

Lucas Tinsley was a specially hired attorney who worked for Marshall Group’s legal department. He was the top lawyer in New York City and had hardly any cases he didn’t win.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.”

The upscale restaurant was beautifully decorated, and the soothing sound of piano music filled

the air.

Seated in a cozy spot, a waiter handed them each a menu.

Troy opened the menu and began reading it aloud. After a short while, Imogen interrupted, “Are we ordering so much for dinner? Can we finish all of this?”

“I’m reading it for you,” Troy narrowed his eyes and smiled. “Can you see clearly now?”

Imogen caught on and smiled back. “I’m not blind. It’s just a bit blurry, but I can still read the

text.”

Taking advantage of the moment, the waiter enthusiastically introduced, “Sir, Miss, we have a popular couple’s set menu that’s very cost–effective. Many couples loved to choose it. You can give it a try!”

Imogen hesitated for a moment and then nodded. “Sure, we’ll have that.”

Troy seemed to smile slightly. Then, he asked casually, “How’s your eyesight improving?”

“It’s getting a bit better. I can see things more clearly now.”

“What about reading the documents on your phone?”

Imogen shook her head. “If I look at them for too long, I’ll get a headache. Is there anything urgent

at work?”

“No,” Troy lowered his gaze and said, “Just take a few more days to rest.”

“Alright.” Imogen glanced around. “This restaurant has a nice ambiance. The pianist is playing

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beautifully. I wonder what piece it is.”

“It’s Adelina on the Waterfront, composed by Paolo Seneviratne.”

Imogen looked at him in surprise. “You know music too?”

“I heard someone play it once, so I kept it in mind.”

“Enjoy your meal,” the waiter said as he brought over dessert, steak, foie gras, and red wine. He opened a bottle of wine, pouring a small amount into Troy’s and Imogen’s glasses.

Troy raised his glass and looked at Imogen, his eyes sparkling as he smiled.

Imogen understood and raised her glass, clinking it against his before taking a sip.

Troy picked up the steak in front of Imogen, cut it into pieces, and put it back in front of her.

“Thanks.”

Looking into her charming eyes, Troy replied, “You’re welcome.”

After dinner, hand in hand, they left the restaurant.

The cool breeze brushed against their faces, clearing away the slight dizziness from the wine.

Troy turned to Imogen. “Want to go home?”

“Let’s take a walk nearby. We both ate a lot.” Imogen looked at him expectantly.”

“Sure.”

Walking hand in hand, their shoulders brushing against each other as they strolled down the

street.

This area was bustling with activity, with people coming and going on the street, noisy and lively.

Amidst the crowd, they seemed no different from other couples, holding hands and enjoying each other’s company.

Despite the city’s noise, Imogen’s heart was exceptionally peaceful.

She wished they could keep walking hand in hand like this forever.

“Hey, that guy over there is really handsome.”

As a couple passed by them, the girl turned to look at Troy and commented softly to her boyfriend.

Her boyfriend raised an eyebrow. “You’re out shopping with me and still have the audacity to look

at other men?”

The girl pouted, “You were looking at the pretty girl next to him!”

Her boyfriend retorted, “I only glanced at her once, but you’ve been staring at that guy many times. Hmph, am I not handsome?”

Holding her boyfriend’s arm, the girl cooed, “You’re handsome. You’re the most handsome.” Imogen burst into laughter upon hearing this.

“What are you laughing at?” Troy turned to look at her.

Imogen hooked her arm through Troy’s, looked up at him, and her eyes sparkled like stars. “Nothing, there’s a club ahead. Do you want to go in and have a look?”

“Okay.” Troy swallowed.

The two walked into the club.

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The hall was filled with gentle music.

On the dance floor, several couples were dancing elegantly.

There were some card tables by the edge of the dance floor, with a few guests playing beside them.

Troy noticed Imogen was looking at the dance floor and asked with a gentle smile, “Would you like to dance?”

Imogen pursed her lips. “I’m not very good at dancing.”

“I can teach you.”

Imogen’s eyes brightened.

Troy bowed slightly and extended his hand. “Ms. Forbes, may I have the honor of inviting you to dance?”

“Sure.” Imogen handed her hand to him devoutly.

Troy led Imogen into the dance floor, his face adorned with a charming smile. “Place your hand on my shoulder and follow my steps slowly.”

To the gentle music, they danced slowly, their steps restrained and elegant.

Troy leaned slightly and whispered the beat in Imogen’s ear.

His breath brushed against her ear, causing her to involuntarily shrink her neck.

Imogen stumbled through the dance, barely keeping up with Troy’s steps. Accidentally, she stepped on Troy’s shoe, leaving a large mark.

“Sorry.” Imogen looked up at him with a hint of embarrassment in her eyes.

Troy smiled and whispered softly in her ear, “It’s okay.”

Imogen was momentarily taken aback.

The lights in the dance floor twinkled, reflecting his handsome face. His features appeared particularly striking and attractive under illumination, akin to a sculpture with distinct angles. His lips curled slightly, and his gem–like eyes gazed deeply into hers, captivating her gaze. “What’s wrong? Are you stunned?”

“No.” Imogen hastily lowered her head, almost stepping on her own foot.

Troy chuckled softly.

Before Imogen could know it, her ears had turned red as if they were bleeding. After a while, she became more skilled.

Her dress fluttered, her steps graceful, delicate and elegant as the wind,

Troy held her slender waist lightly, allowing her to dance gracefully.

“Have you learned it?” Troy asked in a soft voice.

“Yeah.”

Suddenly, someone bumped into her from the side.

Imogen lost her balance and stumbled into Troy’s arms.

Troy immediately reached out and held her waist. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine.”

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“Sorry for bumping into you,” the person who had bumped her apologized awkwardly.

“It’s okay.” Imogen smiled faintly.

“Let’s sit for a while.” Troy saw sweat forming on Imogen’s forehead and led her out of the dance floor.

“Okay.”

They found a table and sat down.

Then, Troy headed to the restroom.

A young man with dyed blonde hair approached their table, holding a glass of wine in his hand. He tried to sound casual. “Miss, would I have the privilege of inviting you to dance?”

Imogen shook her head. “I’m sorry, I’m a bit tired now.”

The man sat down directly across from Imogen and waved the waiter over. He took a glass of wine from the tray and pushed it in front of Imogen. “How about a drink?”

Imogen shook her head. “Sorry, I can’t drink.”

During dinner, she had refrained from drinking too much wine.

“I can see that you’re a bit lonely here alone. How about I keep you company for a while? Let me introduce myself. I’m Markus Yates, and my father is the president of Richflow Real Estate. And what might your name be?” Markus raised an eyebrow at Imogen, wearing a smug look of

arrogance.

He knew these types of girls too well. They might appear aloof on the surface, but as long as he mentioned his status, they would all throw themselves at him.

“My name is…”

“Mr. Yates?”

Markus was in high spirits when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder from behind. After he turned around, his attitude changed dramatically. He quickly stood up and said, “Mr. Marshall, are you here too? How about having a drink together?”

“No, what are you two talking about?” Troy asked casually.

“Oh, nothing much, I just wanted to get to know this lady here,” Markus answered.

Troy sat down beside Imogen and introduced, “Let me introduce. This is my sister, Imogen.” Markus’s smile froze on his face. He tried to smile at Imogen. “So you’re Ms. Forbes, my apologies.”

“Come on. Time to go back,” Troy held Imogen’s hand.

“Alright.” Imogen got up as Troy stood.

“Mr. Marshall, Ms. Forbes, take care!” Markus followed behind them and saw them to the entrance of the dance club.

Hand in hand, they left the dance club. Troy reminded, “That Markus isn’t a good guy. You shouldn’t interact with him too much.”

Imogen chuckled and glanced at Troy, “He seemed nice to me. Why do you think he’s not a good guy?”

Troy’s expression turned serious. “People hide their true intentions. Bad people don’t wear a sign on their faces. You’ve only met him once. How much can you really know about him?”

“I understand,” Imogen said, listening to Troy’s earnest advice with a smile.

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Hand in hand, they walked to the parking lot in front of the restaurant.

Troy opened the passenger door for Imogen and went around to the driver’s side after she had settled in.

“Imogen.”

Imogen had just fastened her seatbelt and looked up. She looked up and saw Troy gazing into her eyes, slowly leaning closer.

His eyes were as mysterious as the starry night, unfathomable in their depth.

Imogen couldn’t help but hold her,breath, watching his handsome face getting closer and closer. His warm breath fell on her face, and she closed her eyes slowly.