Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson

Chapter 238

Chapter 238 He Is Always There

After leaving the movie theater, Imogen stretched out her hand to stroke her hair and said, “Do you have those materials that were judged unqualified at home?”

Erik nodded. “There are still some at home. We intended to send the materials to the owner but were unexpectedly reported.”

“We’ll

“Okay.”

go back to your house and get some.”

The two came to the parking lot. Imogen sat in the driver’s seat, and Erik sat in the

seat.

passenger

He fastened his seat belt and suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he saw Imogen start the car. “Imogen, I’ll drive.”

Imogen turned her head and smiled. “Let me drive. Your foreign driver’s license can only be used at home after you apply for it.”

“I’ll apply another day,” Erik said.

Half an hour later, Imogen stopped the car at the public parking lot at Erik’s apartment gate. “Go get it. I won’t go upstairs.”

“Please wait here for me. I’ll be quick.”

After Erik finished speaking, he unfastened his seat belt and exited the car.

Just as he was about to close the car door, Imogen called him again. “By the way, don’t mention me to your parents.”

Erik was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, “Why? You helped me so much, and I want to invite you for dinner!”

The real reason was that Imogen was afraid that Blake would suspect her after knowing her identity, so she was vigilant.

But Imogen couldn’t say what she had thought of. Imogen was calm and looked at Erik affectionately with beautiful eyes. “Because I was divorced… Most parents will not agree with their boy falling in love with an older and divorced woman.”

The same went for someone outstanding, like Erik.

Erik suddenly seemed to have known everything and smiled happily, showing his cute canine teeth like a big dog. “I got it! I will not mention you to them!”

After speaking, he waved to Imogen and happily went home.

He thought, “Imogen said so. Does she like me? Want to be with me?!”

Erik was so happy that he bounced up and felt like flying when walking.

He thought Imogen was right because his mother probably would disagree with their

relationship.

His mother was conservative, who recently played cupid for him and introduced him to some girls, such as teachers and doctors.

However, he would not give in.

It was not a good time to mention Imogen to his parents now. If his mother noticed something, she might force him to know other girls and restrict his freedom.

It wouldn’t be too late fo mention Imogen after his relationship with Imogen was confirmed and stabilized.

The unqualified materials produced by Blake’s decoration team were synthetic resin emulsion interior wall paint and polyethylene pipes.

Erik took some paint and some pipes, trotted out of the apartment, and put them in the car’s back

seat.

He opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, gasping for breath and fastening his seat belt, and said, “Imogen, my parents asked about you.”

Imogen grasped the steering wheel tightly unconsciously. “What?”

Erik grinned. “But you reminded me in advance. I told them that you are a warmhearted colleague.”

Imogen smiled. “You are not lying. I’m an ex–colleague.”

Erik also smiled with his eyes shining like stars. “I think so.”

Imogen chuckled and then drove to the testing agency.

After handing over the materials to the testing personnel, Imogen and Erik left the agency.

Erik was still unwilling to leave and pointed out. “Imogen, I remember a newly opened bakery in the mall. Do you want to have a look?”

Seeing Erik’s expectant eyes, Imogen nodded slightly.

The two walked side by side, slowly towards the nearby square.

Pedestrians on the side of the street were in a hurry, and only the two of them walked forward slowly and had some small talk.

Suddenly, Erik touched Imogen’s hand while swinging his arm.

Imogen took her hand back subconsciously and continued to walk forward, saying, “I ate the cakes of several bakeries over there at King Square…”

Erik lowered his eyes, not paying attention to what Imogen said.

His ears were slightly red, and he closed his eyes, cheered himself up in his heart, and suddenly held Imogen’s warm, soft, and slender hand.

His hand was bigger than Imogen’s, and could wrap her hand tightly.

The feeling of skin touching came to Imogen, who froze and subconsciously tried to break away. But she held back. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Imogen pursed her lip, lowered her head, and said nothing.

She felt embarrassed at this moment as if sitting on pins and needles.

Troy’s face flashed inexplicably in her mind, and her heart was heavy again.

Why did she think of Troy again?

She was crazy!

She was in turmoil and didn’t want to be known by Erik, so she had to lower her head and hide her emotions.

Erik smiled. “Imogen, your hand is a little cold. It would be best if you layered up when outside. Don’t catch a cold.”

Imogen said, “Maybe it’s a physical problem. My hands are always cold in winter.”

“I will warm your hands every winter.” Erik’s voice was filled with infinite tenderness.

Imogen said nothing.

She didn’t know what to say.

Erik thought she was just embarrassed.

It didn’t matter. Everything went well.

The two went to the bakery.

Imogen looked at the various small cakes in the cupboard, and Erik saw her warm and bright eyes and asked, “Imogen, which one do you like to eat? The Black Forest cake?”

Imogen looked

grave. “I don’t like it. I don’t like chocolate.”

Seeing the Black Forest–cake, she would think of those bad days from the

And Troy was lingering in her mind even if he didn’t show up in her life. “Buy the other cakes.”

past.

Ultimately, Imogen picked out a piece of matcha–flavored cake, red velvet cake, and tiramisu.

Then they went to buy a few cups of coffee.

After they left the mall, the sun had already set down, and it was getting late.

Imogen sent Erik home and picked up Grace at the Marshall villa.

The little girl sat on the sofa, kicked her short legs, and looked dissatisfied. “Imogen, why did you come to pick me up so late?”

Imogen sat down beside her and patted her head. “I had something to do.”

Grace didn’t say anything.

Imogen talked with Layla for a while and left with Grace.

Grace climbed into the back seat, saw the cakes and coffee next to her, and said pleasantly, “Ah, there are cakes! I want it!”

Imogen sat down in the driver’s seat and fastened the seat belt. “Open it yourself if you like.”

Grace unpacked a small cake, opened a cup of coffee, ate and drank, and muttered, “It’s delicious!”

Imogen saw Grace’s bulging cheeks from the rearview mirror, smiled, and started the car.

Suddenly, Grace rolled her eyes and said, “Oh, Imogen, I got it! Did you go out with that….. Erik?”

Imogen was speechless

Was it easy to guess?

“You… how do you know?”

Grace took out two movie ticket stubs, and her small eyes were filled with curiosity. “You forgot to deal with the evidence!”

Imogen was speechless again.