Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 243

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!”

blood coming from the infusion needle on the back of his hand and hurriedly

were cold, dry, and

blood return to the vessel

all this silently. The fire in his heart was extinguished

of a smile

his

the heater?” Imogen asked.

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his head. “I don’t know.

and

heater and carefully moved it to Troy’s side.

“Do you need me to call a doctor

“No.”

was

and walked towards the door.

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

but to leave in such a hurry. Why did

door opened and closed.

door panel covered her figure.

felt angry, and waved

sound came.

bed fell to the ground and

“Troy! I’m coming!”

the door and trotted

to stop

at Troy with

to the broken glass on the ground. “Grace, be

Grace and immediately picked up the broom in the corner. “Grace,

are you doing back here?” Troy

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

was so

must have done it on purpose!

deliberately pissed him

her head disapprovingly. How could

up the opportunity to be with

sweet and was always doing something to please

leave in anger if Troy continued to

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

his fist on his lips and said softly, “I just wanted

talking to me?” Grace raised her head, blinking her

with a

didn’t know what to

look up at Troy.

crossed

immediately looked back and dumped the glass shards into

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