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Chapter 45.1 His Wife

Imogen quickly got dressed and drove to the address Riley had given her. When she arrived, she saw Riley and Troy sitting on the sofa. Riley was leaning against the back of the sofa, smoking a cigarette, while Troy sat with his eyes closed, holding a glass of wine.

Upon entering, Troy opened his eyes briefly but closed them again. Imogen noticed the mess of wine bottles scattered on the ground, and her frown deepened. She asked if all he had drunk was wine, and Riley confirmed it solemnly.

Calling out to Troy, Imogen walked towards him and gently placed the wine glass on the table. Troy’s eyes, pitch–black and inscrutable, locked onto her without uttering a word. Imogen couldn’t tell whether he was fully drunk or just affected by alcohol.

“It’s too late. Let’s go home and rest,” she suggested. Troy raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, standing up from the sofa, but his balance seemed shaky. Imogen quickly went to his side and offered her support, asking if he could still walk.

With a hoarse voice, he responded with a simple “yes,” brushing away her helping hand and attempting to walk forward on his own, albeit unsteadily.

Imogen followed closely, keeping a watchful eye on him to prevent any mishaps. As she walked beside him, she couldn’t help but notice the strong smell of alcohol emanating from his body, making her wonder just how much he had consumed.

By some miracle, he managed to remember to press the elevator’s negative floor button, indicating that they were going to the garage.

When they reached the garage, Imogen pointed out the car to Troy, and he looked at her with those deep, ink–like eyes before slowly following behind her.

Imogen felt a mix of emotions as Troy called her “wife.” In their three years of marriage, Troy had never used that term for her. It was always her name or nickname. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness and realization that she wasn’t his ideal wife. In his mind, that title belonged to someone else – Sarah.

Despite the hurt she felt, Imogen managed to maintain her composure. She gently pulled her wrist from his grip and stepped back. She decided to leave the room and find another guest room to sleep in, not wanting to be reminded of the painful truth.

As she turned to leave, Troy’s eyes flickered open, and he mumbled something unintelligible. Imogen hesitated but decided to approach him once more, wanting to understand what he was saying.

“Wife,” he murmured again, and Imogen’s heart sank even further.

At that moment, she realized that she had married a man who never truly saw her as his partner. but merely a convenient companion. The realization was like a sharp knife cutting through her

heart.

With a pale complexion, she softly disengaged herself from his hold and stepped away from the bed. The scent of alcohol surrounding him made her uncomfortable, and she wanted to distance herself from the situation.

However, before she could leave, Troy’s hand shot out again and firmly grasped her wrist. His eyes remained closed, and he continued muttering something. Imogen tried to pull away, but his grip was surprisingly strong.

judgment, she leaned closer, hoping to

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His

“Please don’t

plea, torn between her feelings and a sense of responsibility to care for him. She had always wanted to be the woman he needed,

carefully watched over

of her emotions, battling between love and acceptance. She knew that despite everything, she couldn’t change Troy’s feelings or the reality of the situation. And as much as she wished for things to

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media platforms on Imogen’s phone, his heart sinking as he saw the headlines. There, plastered all over the internet, were photos of him being escorted back home by Imogen after a

jaw in frustration, realizing that their private moment had been captured and exploited by the paparazzi. The assistant’s call had made it clear that the situation was getting out of hand, and the media was making a feast

from both the hangover and the stress, Troy decided he needed to handle this situation before it spiraled out of control. He

the situation head–on and control the narrative. Troy sent a message to the assistant, instructing her to issue a brief statement acknowledging

a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts. He knew he had to talk to Imogen about the situation, but first, he needed to find his phone and

drinking the night before. Luckily, his phone was there, and he quickly silenced

coffee table. His eyes softened as he picked it up, remembering how

and Imogen had been photographed together, but he knew they needed to clear up any misunderstandings and handle the situation carefully. He also needed

mix of regret and gratitude, Troy decided to find Imogen and have an honest conversation with her. No matter how things were between them, she didn’t deserve to be caught up in the media

hand, determined to face whatever consequences lay ahead. The paparazzi might be relentless, but he would protect Imogen and handle the situation in the best way

pictures. The media had taken innocent

out of control, especially for Imogen’s

his own social media accounts. He typed out a carefully worded post, denying any romantic involvement

The post read:

to clarify that there is no truth to the speculations of

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