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!”

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

cold, dry, and skinny.

to the vessel and

this silently. The fire in his heart was extinguished suddenly. He

a ghost of a smile

his

the heater?”

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head. “I don’t know.

looked for and found the

heater and carefully

worriedly, “Do you need me to call a doctor

“No.”

ward was silent.

and walked

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

but to leave in such a hurry. Why did she

opened and closed.

covered her figure.

felt angry, and waved his

sound

glass beside the bed fell to the

“Troy! I’m coming!”

pushed open the door and trotted

shouted to stop

Troy with doubt, and

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

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

go away? What are you doing back here?” Troy gave Imogen a cold look, and his voice sounded indifferent.

was sweeping the shards of glass, raised her head, and frowned at Troy. “Since you

was so angry.

must have done it on

pissed him off!

disapprovingly. How could Troy be so

the opportunity to be

was so sweet and was always doing something to please

in anger if Troy continued to talk like

leather boots, pointing at the shards of glass on the

and said softly, “I just wanted to drink

Imogen when talking to me?” Grace raised her

a

didn’t know what to

look

crossed

dumped the glass shards into the trash can.

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