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Chapter 167 Her First Man

As soon as Troy thought about the possibility that it might be true, he was quickly caught up in a whirling vortex of emotion.

Veins pulsed on his forehead as he gritted his teeth, struggling to stop himself from losing his temper.

He and Imogen couldn’t have a child together.

Yet, she had a child with another man!

He thought, “Who is that man? Was he her first man? He actually let Imogen give birth alone and didn’t take responsibility for her? If I know who he is, I swear I will tear that person into shreds!” Then, he recalled Imogen’s wish to go abroad with Liam all along, so he wondered if that man could be Liam.

He thought, “Do they have a home together abroad? Have they been together since she was in her junior year?”

Flames of anger flared in the corners of his heart, its flames burning more fiercely with each. passing moment, almost consuming Troy’s sanity.

All the while, Lane leaned against the wall outside the ward, as still as a statue, quietly perking up his gars to listen carefully.

There was no sound coming from the ward.

It was as if there was no one inside.

Lane thought to himself, “Mr. Marshall must be very sad right now, silently reminiscing about the past, licking the wounds in his heart, and digesting all the bitterness.”

“Bang!”

Suddenly, a deafening noise echoed from the ward, causing Lane to shudder.

Following that came a series of crashing sounds.

If one listened closely, one would be able to distinguish the thud made by a table being overturned, the friction of a sofa being moved, the sharp and piercing sound of glass shattering, and the clang of something dropping to the floor…

Lane cringed in fright, thankful that he had come out.

He could vividly imagine Troy kicking over a table in a fit of

rage.

The ward fell into silence once again following that cacophony of noises.

After what felt like an eternity, a hoarse voice finally came from inside, “You can go back now.”

The voice sounded relatively calm, but with careful listening, one could detect a hint of weariness and bitterness beneath the surface.

Lane glanced at his phone. It was already eleven at night.

Given the situation, he figured Troy wouldn’t be getting any sleep at all.

Lane arrived at the hospital ward early the next morning.

Upon entering, a heavy smell of cigarette smoke filled the air, so thick that it was suffocating.

The room was in complete disarray, with the table overturned, the sofa moved, and everything scattered on the floor.

Troy sat on the armchair, leaning against the backrest. His legs were crossed, his arms rested on

the armrests, and his eyes, which were tightly shut, had dark circles underneath.

It seemed that he was in the same position when Troy left the day before.

The floor in front of him was covered in a thick layer of cigarette ash.

Cigarette butts were strewn everywhere, too numerous to count.

Lane sighed and walked to the window across the room, opening it to let in fresh air.

he approached Troy slowly. “Mr. Marshall, would you like to change to another ward?

closed, spoke in a hoarse voice as if there was

bring up the idea of leaving the hospital anymore, Lane felt relieved.

if Troy insisted on leaving in

felt for

assisting Troy in dealing with the aftermath

surveillance footage.

have sustained such serious injuries only to find

could be quite

when he returned a few minutes later, he said to Troy, “Mr. Marshall,

“Sure.”

slowly opened

and lifeless, calm and still as water in a bottomless pit, while

having slept all night, the folds of his eyelids were even more pronounced. His brows were twisted into a deep frown as he exuded a fierce aura

straight to the neighboring ward. Lane followed closely behind, pouring him a glass of water before placing it on the table in front of

this news, Troy would make a move.

his long legs, lazily leaning against the backrest. He pinched the

wrist.

glass of water and took a sip, his voice deep as he ordered, “Find someone to investigate what happened during Imogen’s third year of studying abroad. Make it as detailed as

still in the ward smoking for the entire night, he finally managed to calm down and comb through everything, pin–pointing several

he had been suspicious of from the beginning. It was obviously Imogen’s first pregnancy due to how clueless and inexperienced she seemed. If

before, she should

birth before, her

disregard the child’s existence, or did

during the three years of their marriage, Imogen hadn’t returned to

the child probably had

hadn’t even

fondness for Liam, if they had a child together, she would

her in the end, she wouldn’t

about divorcing him and

own.

left was the question of

what Troy wanted to know the most.

any case, everything was way too suspicious, and Troy couldn’t just let it

the matter before he could lay

“Understood,” Lane answered.

it as soon as possible!” Troy

“I will.”

and her

on the ground. However, that didn’t dampen their

destination was Karl Johans Gate.

said to be the

shopping malls, and numerous luxury brand stores like LV, Chanel, and Hermes, among others, which reminded them somewhat of Sacia City’s

weren’t a lot of pedestrians, and the three of them

in her pockets, stepping on the

like

was the most active among them, constantly using her phone’s camera to capture

refund rate there was quite high, making luxury

hands full of shopping bags, while Alex had also bought several reasonably priced items, intending to bring them back to give to his parents, relatives, and other friends. “Hey, could one of you take a picture of me?” Charlie stood

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grand and magnificent. The round dome windows were adjacent slender columns, and two sculptures of figures stood

pointed to Imogen, saying, “Let Imogen take the picture

wasn’t very enthusiastic. Thus,

the phone. Imogen reluctantly found an angle

exclaimed, “Wow! This is great, Imogen! You made me

skills. Maybe you should become our exclusive photographer from now

furrowed

refuse. You’re here

right,” Imogen

should indeed distract herself

that Charlie had looked up, serving classic dishes from

would be exceptionally satisfying. The restaurant was mainly

three of them went to get