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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.”

if she sees us?

can’t be seen.”

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

found no words

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

Imogen stood at the doorway, glanced at Troy, and said,

back. “Aren’t

firmly and said, “No!”

back. How are you going to apply the ointment by

ask Charlie to help me with it.” Imogen said cautiously. She kept a close eye on Troy to make sure he

go inside. Once you’re in, I’ll leave.” Troy conceded and handed her the

“Really.”

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

her from behind as she turned to

a bang, the room

was happening, she was already pressed

teeth and spoke with frustration, “Troy! You tricked me

damn fool if she trusted

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 say?”

mouth shut and

heard Charlie muttering to herself,

her room, Imogen immediately pushed

sofa, sat down, and opened the ointment box. “I’ll help you apply the ointment. Once it’s done,

raised her hand to her forehead in

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

them on the table. Sitting down beside

that seemed to have been pressed by a high heel, leaving a deep indentation with

large hand gently stroked the bruised skin on Imogen’s legs. “Does it

as you didn’t

was too light, as gentle as a feather brushing over her

to apply the

ointment onto a cotton swab and applied it to one

caught off guard by the sudden pain. “Troy,

do it quickly, so I forgot about the pressure.” Troy said it casually as he squeezed a bit

at him

bastard Troy must be doing this on purpose!

her skin was cooling

she saw Troy’s serious expression. His gaze was focused and concentrated, as if he was dealing with something

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

gaze, locking his eyes with

averted her gaze, pretending to