Chapter 189
Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper
Chapter 189 Such a Handsome Man
The woman bowed her head slightly and raised her pretty hand to half remove her sunglasses. She said in the local language contemptuously, âI know. My seat is in the aisle. I donât want to be there. How much do you want for us to change seats?â
Imogen frowned. âIâm sorry. I donât want to change with you.â
The woman squinted at Imogen. Her gaze skimmed over the bag in Imogenâs hand, and a sneer appeared on her face, âThis bag is no more than five thousand dollars at most. How about I give you five thousand dollars? Donât forget that the price of these seat tickets is the same. These five thousand dollars is like you got it for nothing.â
Imogen shook her bag in her eyes. âIt only cost eight hundred dollars. But I told
changing with you.â
There was a hint of contempt in the womanâs eyes.
you Iâm not
She had seen a lot of people like her. They took a meager salary, saved for many years to be able to travel, and then went to take pretty pictures pretending to be rich.
âSo, how much do you want? Are ten thousand dollars enough?â The woman asked.
âI wonât change no matter how much you give me!â Imogen answered.
Seeing that Imogen still didnât agree, the womanâs face stiffened, and her eyes were gloomy. âIâll give you one last chance. Are you sure you want to throw away the ten thousand dollars for nothing?â
âI said I wonât change it. Are you deaf? If you make any more noise, Iâll call the flight attendant!â Charlie directly replied angrily. After responding, she whispered in the local language to Imogen, âHow could anyone be so shameless? She dresses to look polite, but she is uneducated.â
Upon hearing this, the woman angrily glared at Charlie. âWho are you calling shameless? Who are you calling uneducated? Youâre the one with no education!â
Charlie realized she had heard them and crossed her arms without flinching. âWeâre talking about you! Arenât you rich? Why did you buy the economy class? Go straight to the first class. The economy
class canât accommodate a rich woman like you!â
âWell, I am rich. The money in my hand is more than you two poor women can earn in a lifetime. Youâre envious, arenât you? If it wasnât for my friend booking the wrong ticket, would I be willing to stay in this small and shabby economy class? I wanted to talk politely, but you are so rude!â
The woman said angrily and left to get an upgrade from the flight attendant.
Imogen and Charlie sat down in their seats.
Charlie said, âIâve never seen anyone so rude!â
âDonât pay any attention to her. Sheâs already gone, and weâre not even squeezing,â Imogen said. In the first class cabin.
After checking in for her upgrade, the womanâs mood still hadnât calmed down. She stood by the aisle with a drooping face and ordered the man in his seat in the local language, âMove over.â
The man didnât move and looked at her faintly.
It was then that the woman noticed the manâs face and was drawn to him.
It was the first time she had seen such a handsome man!
He had full brow bones, deep eyes, and a straight nose. He was truly attractive to look at. His eyes, nose, mouth and jaw were on the womanâs aesthetic.
She put back her displeased expression and gave a small, gentle smile. She winked and said, âExcuse me. Hello, can you let me through?â
The man then withdrew his legs.
The woman stepped in front of him and took a seat.
After she passed by, the man stretched his long legs again.
The woman had previously resented the long legs that were in the way, but it all turned out to be an advantage for the man at this moment.
She secretly glanced at the man a few times, guessing that he was at least five feet tall.
After she entered, the man continued to read the magazine in his hand.
The woman stared at the manâs hand with her afterglow. His fingers were thin and long, with wellâdefined bones. The back of his hand was hidden with uneven veins.
She was calm on the outside, excited on the inside. His hands were so nice!
It had been a long time since she had met a man so agreeable!
If she missed him, she didnât know where to find him!
The plane took off, and when it reached a high altitude, it settled down.
The woman couldnât restrain herself from touching the man next to her with her elbow on the armrest. She apologized in local language, âSorry.â
âThatâs okay.â The man replied in the local language with a low voice.
The woman was delighted in her heart. His voice was so nice too.
She then struck up a conversation, âWhere are you going?â
âSydney.â Troy flipped through the pages of his magazine.
He knew Imogen was on this plane, but Imogen didnât know he was there.
In fact, he didnât even get on the plane that day after Imogen left.
Imogen was a little fool. She was still so innocent that she didnât even watch him get on the plane!
Yann had gone back home, so he stayed alone with Imogen, hiding his tracks easily.
The woman said in surprise, âIâm going to Sydney, too!â
Troy read the magazine carefully as if he hadnât heard the woman.
The woman continued, âExcuse me, may I know which country you are from?â
Troy didnât want to chat, so he said faintly, âSorry. Please donât disturb my reading.â âOkay⦠you read the book.â
The woman stared at Troy with burning eyes, and her heart grow fonder.
For some men, as soon as she initiated a word, they went and flirted with her offensively.
And the man in front of her was not submissive. He wouldnât flirt with her for her beauty, and he
wouldnât flatter her for her money. He was much better than those men!
She didnât expect to meet such a handsome man when she came out to travel!
She thought it would be nice to know his specific information.
Chapter 189 Such a Handsome Man
A flash of disappointment crossed the womanâs eyes.
After almost thirty hours of flying, the airplane finally arrived at Sydney Kingsford Smith Airport.
Troy was in the first class cabin, so he got off the plane a little earlier than Imogen. He took the first ferry to the concourse to pick up his luggage.
He found his black suitcase and pulled it outside. He was just afraid that if he took one step slower. Imogen would see him.
âHello!â The woman behind him called out to him, pulling her suitcase up alongside him. âDid you book a hotel? If you havenât booked a hotel, we can get together.â
âSorry. Iâve already booked.â Troy looked ahead with no emotion in his face.
âSo, which hotel did you book? I donât know this place well. Is it okay if I tag along with you?â The woman asked again.
Troy stopped and looked at the woman with a serious gaze. The woman couldnât help but shrink her shoulders, glancing into Troyâs incredibly deep eyes and hastily averting her gaze.
âNo. Please stop following me.â
The woman wanted to say more, but she looked into Troyâs eyes and was suddenly a little scared.
Troy walked away in stride.
The woman stood still, looking at Troyâs back, and felt pity.
She thought it would be nice to have another chance to meet him.
When Imogen got off the plane, it was a sunny day outside.
Imogen couldnât help but open her arms and let the sunshine pour down on every part of her body, chasing away the chill of half a monthâs stay in the freezing cold.
Imogen and Charlie took the ferry to the terminal to pick up their luggage.
âHmph.â The woman lifted her chin and passed Imogen and Charlie haughtily.
Charlie rolled her eyes. âWhy is she being so stupid?â
The two picked up their bags and took a cab to the hotel they had booked.
It was too tiring to fly on an airplane. Once they got to the hotel and checked in, they slept in their
own rooms.