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!”

a small amount of blood coming from the infusion needle on the back of

hands were cold, dry,

adjusted to make the blood return to the vessel

watched her do all this silently. The fire in his heart

ghost of a smile on

his

the heater?” Imogen asked.

12:51

“I don’t know. Go

looked for and found the

and carefully moved it to Troy’s side.

you need me to call

“No.”

was

and walked towards

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

didn’t want to stay any longer but to leave in such a

door opened

panel covered her

eyes, felt angry, and waved his

sound

bed fell to the

“Troy! I’m coming!”

pushed open the door and trotted in.

careful!” Troy shouted to stop

stopped, looked at Troy with doubt, and tilted

on the ground. “Grace, be careful not

in behind Grace and immediately picked up the broom in the corner. “Grace, go over there. I

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

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

was so angry.

must have done

pissed him off!

her head disapprovingly. How could Troy be so stubborn?

up the opportunity

was always doing something to please Imogen.

if Troy continued

going on?” Grace stepped back in her leather boots, pointing at the shards of glass on the

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

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

eyes with a curious expression.

didn’t know what to say.

help but look up

crossed eyes.

and dumped the glass shards into the

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