Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 260 This Dress Suits You Well

Imogen looked at Grace next to her and was silent for a few seconds. “Can we not eat?”

Grace shook her head and blinked. “Grace is hungry.”

Imogen had no choice but to squeeze her fleshy belly, stand up, and walk out of the hot spring pool.

She first wiped off the water on her body with a bath towel, put on her bathrobe, tightened her strap,

hesitated for a moment, opened the door, and went out.

Troy was sitting on the sofa in the living room, concentrating on looking at the laptop in front of him

without looking up as if he was working.

Imogen saw the snacks on the sofa, walked over to pick them up, and asked casually, “Where’s the

iPad?”

Troy still looked at the screen and ignored her.

Imogen frowned, stepped forward, and waved her hand in front of him. “Wake up, Troy, where’s the

iPad? Grace wants to play.”

Troy raised his eyes. “The iPad is in the briefcase on my hanger.”

Imogen walked over, took out the iPad from the briefcase, and heard Troy’s voice behind him. “Sorry,

Grace is a bit naughty…”

She raised her eyebrows, walked back with the iPad, and said casually, “Troy, did you just apologize to

me? It’s not like you.”

Troy looked at her and said, “I’m having a video conference.”

Imogen paused. The expression on her face froze.

She opened her mouth to say something without making a sound, “No way?”

“Why should I lie to you?”

Imogen walked over suspiciously and took a look from the side. It was really a video conference…. So,

the fact she waved in front of Troy and the words she said just now were all heard and seen? Imogen’s

face turned red, extremely embarrassed, and hurriedly turned around and ran away. But she didn’t

know that the corner of the table caught the strap of her bathrobe.

She walked in a hurry, and with a swipe, the strap fell to the floor, and her bathrobe opened. Her

wonderful body was unobstructed and perfectly presented before Troy’s eyes.

Imogen was stunned, looked down at the strap on the ground, and looked up to meet Troy’s eyes,

staring at her intently.

“Ah!” She exclaimed. Thinking of the video conference, she quickly closed her mouth and said silently,

“Troy, don’t look!”

The snack in her hand fell to the ground. Imogen hurriedly covered her chest, put the iPad on the table,

and leaned over to pick up the strap on the ground.

Unexpectedly, Troy picked up the belt first. He held the strap and wrapped it around his fingers

casually, He looked at Imogen meaningfully and opened his mouth silently.

“It’s beautiful. This dress suits you very well!”

Imogen saw the shape of his mouth, pulled the sides of the bathrobe, barely covered it, glared at

Troy, and exaggerated her mouth shape. “Give me the strap.”

Troy shook his head, stood up from the sofa, and said silently, “I’ll help you tie it.”

Imogen took a step back and waved her hands. “No! I’ll do it myself!”

“Let me help you.” Troy stepped forward and approached.

The two communicated silently.

Imogen didn’t want to be in a stalemate with him, so she gave him an annoyed look, crossed the skirts,

and pulled the clothes. “Hurry up!”

Troy smiled, walked forward with the strap, leaned forward, his lips brushed against Imogen’s ears

intentionally or unintentionally, wrapped his hands around her waist, passed the strap through the back,

and tied it into a bow in front of her body.

He lowered his voice while tying it, “The first time I saw this dress, I thought of how you would

look in it…”

“Pervert!” Imogen cursed in a low voice.

She immediately took two steps back, distanced herself, grabbed the snacks and iPad, and hurried to

the hot spring pool.

Looking at the back of her running away, Troy couldn’t help laughing lowly.

He sat back on the sofa, and he had already turned off the video conference on his computer. Grace

saw Imogen coming back, climbing up, humming, and wrapping herself in a bath towel. She asked,

“Imogen, why did you take so long?”

“I couldn’t find the iPad just now,” Imogen said calmly.

Grace sat down by the pool, soaking her little feet in the water, holding the iPad, watching cartoons,

and eating snacks with her hands. It was very cozy.

The two soaked in the hot spring for half an afternoon. Grace didn’t want to stay in anymore, so she

went out wrapped in a towel and held the tablet.

Imogen stood by the pool, struggling.

She had just finished soaking in the hot spring and felt refreshed all over. She didn’t want to put on her

clothes directly.

However, if she went out in a bathrobe, the pervert Troy might try to play tricks on her again. Imogen

changed into her clothes anyway, only to find out after going out that Troy was not in the living room.

He seemed to have gone out.

All right.

Imogen put the bathrobe in the dirty clothes box, and the cleaning staff here would take it away for

cleaning and disinfection.

As for the swimsuit, Imogen glanced at it with disgust and threw it directly into the trash can. When it

was time to eat, Troy came back from outside with dinner for the three of them.

Seeing that Imogen had changed back into her clothes, he didn’t say anything.

The three of them finished their dinner peacefully.

Grace was a little sleepy, and she could barely open her eyes. She buried her head in Imogen’s arms

and said vaguely, “Imogen, I want to sleep with you.”

Troy said, “You can sleep with Grace tonight.”

This room was a suite with two bedrooms and one living room.

The bedroom was independent and could be locked.

And with Grace here, Imogen was not afraid of what Troy would do.

She agreed.

After coaxing Grace to wash up, Imogen went back to the bedroom with her.

When Grace fell asleep, she sat up and leaned against the bedside to play with her mobile phone.

Erik asked her if she had eaten, and Imogen replied: [Yes. What about you guys?]

He sent a wry smile: [We are eating… but I see that they barely touched the food but keep drinking. I

feel like I can’t run away either…]

[Drink less. It’s not good for your health. If it doesn’t work, just find an excuse to leave.] [Um.]

About an hour later, Imogen sent another message to Erik: [Have you finished eating?]