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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.

home to teach her son, she would mention how she wished him

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things took an unexpected turn as Mr. Marshall, like many other

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

“Am I just being wronged for nothing? Am I being scolded

but feel a mix of bitterness and complexity in

saw her sleeping soundly, a sight that

scattered on the pillow, and her small face almost concealed beneath the blanket. This posture indicated a sense of

had returned to the old house to find a new girl there. She had timidly called him ‘Elder Brother,‘ and though he wasn’t particularly concerned about the addition to the family, the girl’s polite and sensible demeanor left an impression. A decade had passed, and on the corner he overlooked, she had

her as she was about to wake up, so he

tidied up, applied makeup, and headed out near 9 o’clock. She hurried to

in a coffee shop, waving at Imogen as

of freshly brewed

on a high stool and sipping the

straw.

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40.2 We Can’t Never Meet

he’s been working overtime these days! He’s juggling multiple projects, and the demands from Sarah’s team are overwhelming him. He’s nearly exhausted.” Imogen couldn’t help but burst into laughter at

quite petite,” Charlie added, her eyes playfully shifting

replied, “Don’t talk

give me some tips on how

playfully bit her straw, refusing to answer the

married, her figure wasn’t as curvaceous, but things changed after tying the knot. After finishing their coffee, the two friends left the teashop arm in arm and took

tried to convince them to check

out two sets of clothes

impeccable. It

nearby, continuing to persuade

was time to pay, Imogen opened her wallet and noticed the black card tucked away in the corner. She paused for a moment and then handed it to the cashier,

with

and exclaimed, “You’ve got it, Little Imogen! Take me along as your rich sister! Help me out!”

lifted her chin with her index finger. “Sure,

“Not just one night, I’ll go for ten nights!”

phone rang with