Chapter 242 She Never Wished for Troy’s Death

Imogen questioned, “Why are you asking about this?”

Yann let out a heavy sigh. “Troy had a gastric bleed a few days ago, and he’s been in the hospital for treatment. His stomach has always been delicate, but things worsened when he suddenly began fasting. He hasn’t had a meal since yesterday, and it all started after he got a phone call.” Troy had gastric bleeding and was hospitalized?

Imogen was taken aback. She suddenly recalled the possibility that she had spotted Troy at the hospital a few days ago when she visited Sue’s grandson. At the time, she had dismissed it as a mere illusion.

Yann noticed Imogen’s confusion and insisted, “You should come to the hospital with me and soothe him.”

Imogen stepped back and said firmly, “I’m not going. He’s an adult, and he’s responsible for his own health. I can’t keep rushing to see him whenever he pulls a stunt like this. What kind of life would that be for me?”

Imogen knew Troy’s stomach was sensitive when they were still married due to his frequent business banquets.

Imogen had always tried to ensure Troy ate adequately so his stomach troubles were less frequent.

But now, after their divorce, he was already in the hospital. She hadn’t anticipated this. Yann furrowed his brow and said, “Imogen, I know you’re angry about the Hale family’s affairs. I promise you, it was my decision alone, and Troy was not involved.”

Imogen coldly replied, “I don’t trust you. You and Troy are working together to deceive me.”

“I promise, if I’m lying, may something terrible happen to me!” Yann’s expression turned deadly

serious.

Imogen hesitated. Yann’s sincerity swayed her.

Yann continued, “Do you still question me? Imogen, can you imagine what Troy said when I got there? He said if only his life could prove he was telling the truth, he’d offer it without hesitation. He even coughed up blood this morning. The doctors are concerned he might not make it through the surgery. Are you still skeptical?”

The doctors were afraid that Troy might not have made it through the surgery…

Had his condition escalated to that extent?

Even though she disliked Troy’s persistent approaches, Imogen had never wanted Troy to die. She bit her lip, lowered her gaze, and pinched her sleeve.

Had she wronged Troy?

Before she could say anything, Grace rushed out from inside the house. She looked worried as she asked, “Troy vomited blood? What’s going on?”

He explained, “Your uncle has a stomach issue and is

it serious?” Grace’s face turned pale.

The doctors might have to perform stomach surgery…”

of it sent shivers down Grace’s spine. She clutched

to

to see him die?” Imogen took a deep breath, lowered her head, and said to Grace, “Let’s go. Change our clothes and then go to the

Grace immediately ran back to her room to

to let Yann pass through the doorway.

inside. I’ll wait for you by

“Suit yourself.”

changed her clothes, and

go.” Yann walked to the elevator, pressed the down

arrived at the hospital and parked the car beneath the hospital building.

He turned back, lifted Grace into his arms, and

her chest heaving, and

heat.

a VIP room door. Yann pointed to it. “This is it. You can

window and saw Troy lying on the hospital bed with an

the door

arms. She spoke childlike, “I

a moment. Let Troy

“Okay.”

softly while lying, his eyes closed, “I’ve already said there’s no need to persuade me.”

hadn’t been asleep.

bedside. Her heart clenched as she

were hollow, and his face seemed devoid of flesh. His jawline and chin were strikingly prominent, and his complexion was

fragile, and

had he transformed into this state

and confident. The sight of him so fragile was unsettling, as if he were as delicate as a piece of paper on the brink of tearing apart

no response, Troy continued,

Imogen replied

the familiar voice. His body trembled, eyelashes fluttered,

shut.

the bitterness in his throat and his fingers clenched the bedsheets silently. His

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