Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 25.2 How’s the Kid?

Carefully, he removed the bandages, revealing the swollen ankle joint and the ointment that hadn’t fully absorbed.

Troy used an alcohol–soaked towel to wipe away the excess ointment, revealing the swollen, white, bulging joint that looked like a loaf of bread.

He applied more ointment to Imogen’s ankle, wrapped it in gauze, and secured it with a knot.

“Alright,” he said, making Imogen a new blanket.

She managed a small “thank you.”

Troy placed all the medications back in the box, but just as he was about to leave, his phone rang.

He checked the screen and frowned slightly before picking up the call. “Hello, Sarah.”

Imogen wasn’t sure what was being said on the other end, but Troy’s face turned serious as he replied, “Okay, I know, I’m coming right now.”

Troy left the room quickly without waiting for Imogen to respond.

With a wry smile, Imogen watched him walk away.

Later, the helper brought her food, and Imogen ate it while looking out the window. Her mind. couldn’t help but yearn for Troy.

Imogen’s heart was easily swayed, but Troy didn’t seem to want to spend time with her.

With her injured leg, she couldn’t go to work, so she asked the helper to bring her laptop so she could work from home and take care of some tasks. She stayed in her second–floor bedroom to avoid using the stairs.

The helper took care of her meals.

the helper was bringing her food. She said, “Just leave it

it was Troy who entered

off work now?” she

“Yes.”

as Troy placed the food on the table by her bed and then

eat.

finished, he helped Imogen

containing medicines, including the ones prescribed by the hospital and those she had previously taken for

pill. She tightened

you gave me at the hospital

“I changed the packaging myself. It’s not convenient to

business trip

saying, “Your feet might not recover soon. Ask someone

breathed a small sigh of

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bag and asked, “Yesterday, the doctor only prescribed external medicine. Are there any internal anti–inflammatory drugs or medicines to improve blood flow and prevent

her head, explaining, “I’ve been having stomach issues recently, so the doctor advised against those medications as they might cause

quite right,

medicine,” he said, moving to Imogen’s bed with a roll of gauze ointment he had taken

and the

the helper to

“Just call her up?”

but she didn’t say

felt that Imogen’s words were not entirely

placed his warm hand on her injured

the swollen ankle joint and the

excess ointment, revealing the swollen, white, bulging joint that looked like a loaf of