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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.”

me put it differently then. I’m heading back to the hotel, so it’s not a big deal to give you a

found no words

forget? Since Troy had been following her, he would definitely be staying at the

the doorway, glanced

“Aren’t you going

firmly and said,

are you going to apply the ointment by

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

and handed her the ointment. Imogen looked

“Really.”

pocket, swiped it, and with

her from behind as she turned to

bang, the room door opened and closed.

the time Imogen realized what was happening, she was already pressed against the

teeth and spoke with frustration, “Troy!

damn fool if she

in Troy’s eyes as he raised a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture. Imogen was about to say something else when she heard Charlie’s voice from outside, “Imogen, you’re back? What did the doctor

mouth shut and

they heard Charlie muttering to herself,

room, Imogen immediately pushed

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

her hand to her forehead in exasperation.

this out.” Troy said with a smirk. Imogen glared at Troy with

of cotton swabs and placed them on the table. Sitting down beside Troy,

once flawless and fair legs were now covered in bruises of various shades. There was even a spot that seemed to have been pressed by

hand gently stroked the bruised skin on Imogen’s

be honest, as long as you didn’t touch it, it didn’t

too light, as gentle as a feather

the

squeezed the ointment onto a cotton swab and applied

the sudden pain. “Troy, can’t you be more

about the pressure.” Troy

at him

be doing

ointment applied to her skin was cooling and soothing.

His gaze was focused

Imogen’s perspective, Troy’s long and thick eyelashes were distinct, his nose was high and straight, and his features were

lifted his gaze, locking

gaze, pretending to look elsewhere