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!”

a small amount of blood coming from the infusion needle on the back of his hand and hurriedly put

were cold, dry, and

to the vessel

silently. The fire in his heart was extinguished

of a smile on his face disappeared

his

is the heater?”

12:51

“I don’t

and found

carefully moved

that, Imogen asked worriedly, “Do you need me to call a doctor for you?”

“No.”

was

walked towards the

about to leave, Troy turned severe suddenly, and his eyes were

but to leave in such a hurry. Why did she hate

door opened

door panel covered her figure.

closed his eyes, felt angry, and waved his

crackling sound

bed fell to the

“Troy! I’m coming!”

door and trotted

careful!” Troy shouted to stop

with

glass on the ground. “Grace, be

immediately picked up the broom in the corner. “Grace, go over

What are you doing back here?” Troy gave Imogen a cold

her head, and frowned at

so

must have done

deliberately pissed him

head disapprovingly. How could Troy be so stubborn?

he give up the opportunity to

was so sweet and was always doing something

Troy continued

going on?” Grace stepped back in her leather boots, pointing

with his fist on his lips and

you looking at Imogen when talking to me?”

a curious

didn’t know what to

help but look up at Troy.

crossed

dumped the glass shards into the trash

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