Chapter 243 How Stubborn Mr. Marshall Was!

Troy closed his eyes and pursed his lip, and his heart was heavier.

Unsurprisingly, he was not necessary at all in her heart.

She didn’t want to stay by his side for an extra second.

Seeing that Troy closed his eyes, Imogen shrugged and stood up. “I’m leaving. Take good care of yourself.”

Troy closed his eyes and clutched the bedsheet with his hands.

Imogen seemed to pour oil into his heart, and a little spark might cause uncontrollable and violent flames.

A large amount of smoke and gas gathered in the heart, which might explode anytime.

She was cold–blooded and cruel to him!

But he still didn’t want her to leave!

As Troy was about to speak, a sharp pain came from his stomach…

He couldn’t help coughing.

There was coughing from behind, accompanied by retching.

Imogen stopped and turned around to see Troy lying beside the bed weakly, with a faint bright red.

at the corner of his mouth, which seemed scarlet against his pale face.

His face was as pale as paper, brittle as if it would break in a light poke.

Imogen felt suddenly nervous, quickly returned to the bed, patted his back lightly, and asked in worry, “Troy? How are you feeling now?”

Troy took a deep breath, and the corners of his eyes turned red because of coughing.

He slowly took a tissue from the bedside, wiped the corners of his mouth, and threw it into the trash can. Then he shielded her hand on his back, turned over, and lay down. He glanced at her but then looked away, and said in a deep voice, “None of your business.”

Imogen was speechless.

How stubborn Troy was!

A leopard could not change its spots. The same went for Troy.

Imogen looked around, picked up the kettle on the table, poured a cup of water, and handed it to Troy. “Gargle.”

Troy looked up at her, took it without saying a word, rinsed his mouth, spat it into the trash can by the bed, and casually put the cup on the bedside table.

“Troy! There is backstreaming of blood!”

needle on the back of his hand and hurriedly put his hand flat

hands were cold, dry, and skinny.

adjusted to make the blood return to the vessel and

silently. The fire in his heart

smile on

his

is the heater?” Imogen

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don’t know. Go

and

carefully moved it to

you need me to call a doctor for you?”

“No.”

ward was

turned and walked

turned severe suddenly, and

to stay any longer but to leave in

opened and

covered her figure.

eyes, felt angry, and waved his hand.

sound

fell

“Troy! I’m coming!”

pushed open the door

shouted to stop Grace immediately.

with doubt, and tilted

the broken glass on the ground. “Grace, be careful not to step on it.”

in the corner. “Grace, go over there. I will clean this

you go away? What are you doing back here?” Troy gave

glass, raised her head, and frowned at Troy. “Since you want

so angry.

woman must have done

pissed him

shook her head disapprovingly. How could Troy be

opportunity to

sweet and was always doing something to

Troy

back in her leather boots, pointing at the shards of glass

lips and said softly, “I

looking at Imogen when talking to me?” Grace

with a curious expression.

what to

couldn’t help but look up at

crossed

and dumped the glass shards

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