Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 199 Set Her Free

“Hmm…” Imogen closed her eyes, couldn’t help but clasp Troy’s neck with her hands, and responded enthusiastically.

The two had a French kiss, and Troy slowly leaned her back, pulling out a transparent and ambiguous silver thread in between, which finally broke from the middle.

eyes

fixed on Imogen’s

He had a look of forbearance on his face with his brows lowered and his expression, and he adjusted the rhythm of his hands. Imogen narrowed her eyes slightly. Her face flushed, and eyes were blurred. She barely opened her red, moist lips and let out a flirty moan.

Troy’s other hand immediately covered Imogen’s lips, blocking back the soft hum she hadn’t uttered yet.

Imogen frowned slightly.

She closed her eyes, panting more quickly, and let out an unbearable low hum from her throat. Suddenly, she tensed up and her eyes were closed tightly, but her complexion was as beautiful as a flower. She was weak and her arms slid down from Troy’s neck feebly almost fell to the ground. Troy supported her in time, pulled out his fingers, and wiped the liquid on her skirt. His voice was hoarse, “Imogen, are you feeling better?”

Imogen leaned against his chest, closed her eyes, and didn’t respond as if she was asleep.

It seemed that it should be relieved a little.

Troy supported Imogen’s waist and helped her to sleep more comfortably.

on the rooftop near Geelong Hospital, Troy helped Imogen tidy up clothes and

was

was shining on her pillow.

and saw

chirping came from outside the window,

the furnishings in the room and wondered, “This

traveling on the

was I

hard to

door opened and closed, and someone

opened her eyes to look

walked quickly to the hospital bed and asked, “You’re awake. How do you feel?”

she felt her

her

a glass of water, raised Imogen’s head, and

two sips and turned her face away. She asked, “Why are

hère? Do you remember what

about it for a few seconds,

and couldn’t remember

said softly,

Troy indifferently, and sighed, “You are still following me, aren’t you? Troy, when can you