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Chapter 40.1 We Can’t Never Meet Again

Imogen’s heart raced as the door suddenly opened, and she looked up to find Troy entering the room. He closed the door behind him and questioned her choice of moving into this particular

room.

“I want to change my surroundings and maybe move back in the future,” Imogen replied, wondering if there was a connection between Troy and her decision.

Troy seemed concerned, pulling out a black card and placing it on the bedside table. He pushed it gently toward Imogen and said, “If there’s anything you like, feel free to buy it.”

She glanced at the black card but declined his offer, saying, “No, you can take it back. I’ve never lost anything.”

Troy insisted, feeling remorseful, “This is my promise to you. I broke it, and I should compensate you.”

Imogen still refused, expressing that she didn’t need anything from him.

“Don’t push me away, Imogen,” Troy pleaded. “I know you’re trying to distance yourself from me, but we don’t have to be strangers. Despite the divorce, you’re still cherished by my grandparents, and we’ll still see each other. Let’s face it calmly.”

Imogen struggled with his words, realizing that his indifference towards her was simply because he had no feelings for her. She wondered if he wanted her to calmly accept his relationship with Sarah.

Feeling disheartened, she finally gave in, softly saying, “Just leave it there.”

“Good night,” Troy bid her farewell before leaving the room.

On Saturday morning, Troy woke up early and went for a run. In the living room, the housekeeper noticed his presence and greeted him.

Troy paused near the door and asked, “Do you know why Imogen moved out of the master bedroom?”

The housekeeper explained, “I forgot to tell you, but on Tuesday, someone sent a threatening package to her. It had some foul–smelling substance that spilled on the bedsheet and floor. That’s why she moved out.”

Troy was taken aback and questioned why he hadn’t been informed earlier.

“I called the police,” the housekeeper replied, “but you were away on a business trip, and she didn’t want to bother you.”

Curious about the culprit, Troy probed further, “Who was it?”

“It turned out to be a high school student, one of Sarah Page’s fans,” the housekeeper revealed.

As the conversation ended, the housekeeper’s familiarity with news related to her employer became evident.

Over the past three years, she had been employed by a kind and generous family, and she was very content with her job.

During this time, she observed the young couple’s transformation from strangers to a loving pair, seemingly detached at first, but now seemingly divine in their relationship.

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an unexpected turn as Mr. Marshall, like many other men, started

involving one of Sarah’s fans, and Troy finally understood why Imogen had

expressed her feelings, saying, “Am I just being wronged for nothing? Am I being scolded for

help but feel a mix of bitterness and complexity in his

quietly ascended the stairs and approached Imogen’s room, gently opening the door. Peeking inside, he saw her sleeping soundly, a sight that made him realize she never locked her

lay curled up on her side, her hair scattered on the pillow, and her small face almost concealed beneath the blanket. This posture indicated a

concerned about the addition to the family, the girl’s polite and sensible

decided not to disturb her as she was about to wake up, so he quietly left

breakfast, tidied up, applied makeup,

in a coffee shop, waving at Imogen as she

Charlie offered her a cup of freshly brewed coffee, saying,

replied, taking a seat on a high stool and sipping the milk tea through a

straw.

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“Why didn’t you invite Alex to come along?” Charlie laughed heartily, “Oh, he’s been working overtime these days! He’s juggling multiple projects,

But Sarah’s figure is also quite petite,” Charlie added, her eyes

Imogen replied, “Don’t talk nonsense.‘

me

bit her straw, refusing

their coffee, the two friends left the teashop arm in arm and took the escalator to

shopping guide welcomed them with a smile and tried to convince them to check out the latest best–selling clothes in

each picked out two sets of

taste is impeccable. It fits you perfectly,” Charlie complimented.

saleslady was attentive nearby, continuing to persuade them.

opened her wallet and noticed the black card tucked away in the corner.

the card with added respect upon seeing

it, Little Imogen! Take me along as your rich sister! Help me out!”

Charlie and lifted her chin with her index finger. “Sure,

responded, “Not just one night,

Troy’s phone rang