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Chapter 194 You Who Can’t Be Seen

Troy took Imogen to the hospital for a check–up.

On the way, Imogen sent a message to Charlie. [Charlie, are you okay? I got stepped on and injured. I’m heading to the hospital now. You go back to the hotel and wait for me.]

Charlie replied with an emoji that seemed to express relief after a close call.

[I’m fine.]

[Goodness, these fans are like a cult!]

[Is your injury serious?]

Imogen sent. [Not serious. Don’t worry.]

Charlie sent. [Did you go to the hospital alone? Where are you right now? I’ll come with you.] Imogen glanced at Troy in the driver’s seat next to her. [I’ve already left the airport now. Just wait for me at the hotel.]

After a few seconds, Charlie suddenly replied. [Imogen, I think I just saw dimwit earlier!]

Imogen’s heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at Troy guiltily. She felt like she had been caught in the act, just like you secretly met your ex but got stumbling upon by their current partner. [Are you sure you didn’t mistake someone else for him? How could he be here?]

After sending the message, Imogen stared at the screen anxiously, her heart racing.

[It’s probably my mistake. I can’t talk to you anymore. The bus is here. I’ll head back to the hotel and wait for you.]

[Okay.] Imogen sighed with relief.

Imogen’s examination showed a mild concussion, and the doctor advised her to rest for a few days.

In addition, Imogen had numerous bruises on her body. The doctor prescribed an ointment to promote blood circulation and relieve stasis.

Troy held the ointment in his hand, then turned to Imogen and said, “Let’s go. I’ll take you back to the hotel.”

Imogen glanced at the ointment in his hand several times, but Troy acted as if he hadn’t noticed. and instead put the ointment into his pocket.

Imogen had to speak up, “Could you give me the ointment? I’ll go back on my own.”

Troy stared at her with an unfriendly gaze. “Are you going to tear down the bridge now you have

crossed the river?”

Imogen averted her gaze nervously, tried to sound tough, and said, “I’ve already been examined, and I’m fine. I can go back to the hotel on my own. If you take me back, Charlie might see us.”

she sees us?

you who can’t be seen.”

so it’s not

words to say.

following her, he would definitely be staying at the same hotel as her!

the hotel room, Imogen stood at the doorway, glanced at Troy, and said, “I’m

step back. “Aren’t you going to invite

shook her head firmly and said, “No!”

are you going to apply

Charlie to help me with it.” Imogen said cautiously. She kept

Troy conceded and handed her the ointment. Imogen looked at him skeptically, took

“Really.”

room key from her pocket, swiped it, and with a beep,

her from behind as she turned to say something to Troy.

room door opened and

was happening, she was already pressed against the inside of the

and spoke with frustration, “Troy! You

a damn fool if

Troy’s eyes as he raised a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture. Imogen was about to say

clenched her mouth shut and glared at Troy.

moment, they heard Charlie muttering to herself, “Huh? Did I hear it

to her room, Imogen immediately pushed

her hand without changing his expression. He walked over to the sofa, sat down, and opened the ointment box. “I’ll help you

her hand to her forehead

time with me, you can keep dragging this out.” Troy said with a smirk.

and placed them on the table. Sitting down beside Troy, she lifted her skirt to her knees.

in bruises of various shades. There was even a spot that seemed to have been pressed by a high heel, leaving a deep indentation with broken skin around

Troy’s deep eyes as his large hand gently stroked the bruised

honest, as long as you

light, as gentle as a feather

apply the ointment, do

the ointment onto a cotton swab and

off guard by the sudden pain. “Troy, can’t you

pressure.” Troy said it

at him again in

Troy must be doing this on

to her skin was cooling and

up, she saw Troy’s serious expression. His gaze was focused and concentrated, as

thick eyelashes were distinct, his

gaze, locking his

gaze, pretending to