Chapter 145 Ninety–nine Things a Father–to–be Should Know

Three days later, Imogen was discharged from the hospital.

Troy carried her into the car. When they arrived at the villa, he carried her all the way to the main bedroom, not letting her feet touch the ground.

Two days later, she removed the gauze on her face.

The swelling on her face was gone, with only three dark red scabs left.

One of them was at the cheekbones, very close to the eye.

Troy touched her little face and tried his best to comfort her, “It’s okay. There will be no scars once healed.”

He would find the best sear removal medicine and equipment for her.

But she appeared to be quite calm about this as if she didn’t care.

She surely cared about her look. She just knew that there were usually few scars left when the wounds on her body healed. When the scabs fell off, the newly grown skin would be slightly tenderer and paler, which could be covered with foundation and concealer,

“I want to visit my father.” She raised her head, looked at him, and said.

“Okay. I’ll go with you.”

Before going out, she put on a mask to completely cover her face.

He carried her into the car, and when they arrived at the cemetery, he took out a wheelchair from the trunk, carried her onto it, and pushed the wheelchair into the cemetery. They stopped in front of Ignacio’s tombstone.

At this moment, the tomb had been fully repaired without any trace of damage.

“Father, I’m sorry. I haven’t been a good daughter. I couldn’t let you rest in peace.”

She placed the flowers in front of the tomb, stretched out her fingers, and lightly stroked the words on the tombstone, her eyes filled with tears.

“I dreamed of you not long ago. I dreamed that in the small courtyard of my hometown, I was doing homework under the tree, and you were preparing food in the kitchen…”

“I wish I could stay in the dream forever and watch you grow old…”

Standing behind her, Troy watched her doing all this.

He understood that she had grown up in a single–parent family and was extremely dependent on

her father.

However, he thought of the paternity test report and Sarah’s words.

If she knew that the man she had loved and relied on the most was not her biological father and that her biological father was someone else, she might not be able to accept it.

Bill died at just the right time because he would never pester her again.

keep this secret forever. Imogen should

soon. Since she didn’t tell her the secret

He wouldn’t dare

was only

Imogen wanted to go to the third

floor, where things that were rarely used

her father was all there.

went up with her

want to stay by myself for a while.” She said in a

left without saying

and gave her the wheelchair so that she could move freely. He said, “Call me when you want to get

“Okay.”

that pregnant women should maintain a nice mood, which is good for the baby.”

didn’t want her to be saddened by the

“I know.“”

and went downstairs.

turned the wheelchair and

car accident at the time had really caught her off

she lost her father.

office to do extra work. He was working on a case. On his way to the office, he took Imogen

car accident, they were still talking and

to have lunch outside and asked her what

didn’t want to

to eat the grilled fish he

the

a loud

world

the steering wheel to the right, completely exposing himself to the truck, and protecting her with

she found herself all alone.

to report, and with the help of Henry and many other kind–hearted people, the funeral and memorial for her father were well organized.

she did everything in a daze

could barely believe it. She couldn’t even cry. A long time later, when she came home from school on a Friday evening, she passed a grilled fish restaurant on the way and watched people coming and going through

there. When she came back to her senses,

th

did she realize that

left her

Marshall family, she often came to the small house where they had lived to

about to be demolished, so she packed

all his clothes and brought back some daily necessities, books, and notebooks. Every item

badly frayed around the edges. When he was tired and sleepy writing manuscripts at his desk late at night, he would

popular camera brand. He would take it with him every time he

by him during the reports. The notebook at hand was full of writing. He often used it to make drafts. There were words

and he rarely altered it. It was as

SAT.

food additive case. She had read the original

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