Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson

Chapter 256

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Chapter 256 The Murderer

Erik booked a hotel nearby, put Ann on the bed first, and looked in front of the bathroom mirror. There was a bruise on his face.

Erik felt he was lucky. Fortunately, he had been busy recently, so the injury should be healed by the time of the event.

How embarrassing it would be to meet Imogen with this face!

There was no pharmacy nearby, and there were no ointments for injuries in the hotel.

Erik bought the medicine online and waited for takeaway.

He sat on the chair and flipped through his phone.

Suddenly, he heard the woman on the bed murmuring in fear as if she was having a nightmare. “Don’t come here… Don’t… No…”

Erik quickly put down his phone, sat beside the bed, and softly comforted her, “It’s okay. The bad guys have run away!”

Ann slowly opened her eyes and suddenly threw herself into Erik’s arms, whimpering in pain. Erik was stunned for a moment and tried to push Ann. “You…”

Ann didn’t let go and hugged Erik harder, crying sadly. “I’m so scared… I’m really scared…”

Erik hesitated for a moment and slowly retracted his hand.

This girl was probably frightened and insecure. Pushing her away now might be cruel. Forget it. If she wanted to hug him, he would let her hug him for a while…

On the team building day, all employees and their family members gathered at the company gate. Charlie parked the car in a temporary parking space on the side of the road, opened the door, and got out of the car. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Imogen put on a mask and got out of the passenger seat.

She wasn’t really in love with Erik, so she didn’t mention it to Charlie. Charlie only found out about it last night and asked her, so Imogen talked about it.

The two of them walked towards the entrance of the group together.

Several employees and family members were already waiting.

Erik squatted on the steps, holding breakfast.

He looked around, saw Imogen and Charlie, and immediately stood up to greet them with no trace of joy on his face. “Imogen! Charlie, you are here too!”

Charlie punched Erik on the shoulder, “Erik, I can’t believe you are with Imogen. You must treat her well in the future. Do you know that?”

“Don’t worry, Charlie. I will definitely treat Imogen well.” Erik glanced at Imogen beside him.

Imogen smiled and said nothing.

Charlie shook the key in her hand. “Then I’ll leave first?!”

“Bye–Bye!”

“Charlie, goodbye.”

After Charlie got in the car, Erik pulled Imogen toward the stone steps and handed Imogen the

breakfast in his hand.

“Imogen, is this your girlfriend?”

Colleagues all saw Erik’s Instagram that day and came over to say hello. They looked at Imogen and said, “Even though she is wearing a mask, you can tell she is a beautiful woman just by looking at her eyes.”

Imogen smiled. “I’m sorry, I’ve had a bit of a cold these two days.”

“It’s okay. After you bathe in the hot spring with Erik, I guarantee your cold will be cured,” A colleague said with a smile.

The bus arrived on time. Imogen and Erik got on the bus, picked a seat near the back, and sat side by side.

There were more and more people in the car, and the colleagues greeted each other.

At this time, Erik called out, “Mr. Nicolas Marshall.”

As Imogen looked up, she saw Nicolas enter the car and walk back along the aisle.

Hearing Erik’s voice, he looked aside and saw Imogen wearing a mask.

Imogen nodded at him.

Nicolas also nodded and walked to the seat at the back.

When everyone arrived, the bus drove to the suburban hot spring resort.

Imogen went to that place once. But she still looked forward to bathing in hot springs in winter. The bus passed the highway intersection and was getting closer and closer to its destination. The carriage was filled with the laughter of colleagues, but Imogen became increasingly silent, silently clutching her backpack.

In front was Victor’s warehouse.

After a bend, the bus stopped suddenly.

Colleagues raised their heads curiously and looked ahead.

There was a truck parked in front, with many logistics boxes rolled down on both sides.

Warehouse workers were picking them up.

Victor stood on the side of the road with his hands on his hips, watching all this impatiently, and motioned to the passing bus to wait.

Nicolas stood up, walked from back to front, and asked, “What’s going on?”

The bus driver opened the door and said, “It seems the express truck has fallen over.”

Nicolas got

got

off the bus and walked over to communicate with Victor. After about two minutes, he back on the bus and said to the bus driver, “Wait a moment. They will finish picking up soon.” Someone asked, “How could the express delivery truck overturn?”

“When the truck came into the station, the tire suddenly blew out,” Nicolas said.

Victor was so angry that he scolded, “I don’t know which bastard sprinkled some nails on the ground!”

Erik saw Victor. Just as he was about to open the window and say hello, he suddenly saw Imogen staring at Victor with her lips pressed tightly and eyes full of sadness.

Erik lowered his voice, “Imogen, what’s wrong with you?”