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!”

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

hands were cold, dry, and

blood return to the vessel and carefully put his

her do all this silently. The fire

smile on his face disappeared

his

is the heater?” Imogen

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shook his head. “I don’t know.

looked for and found the

the heater and carefully moved it to

Imogen asked worriedly, “Do you need me to call a doctor

“No.”

was silent.

turned and walked

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

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

opened

covered her figure.

angry, and waved his

crackling sound came.

bed fell to

“Troy! I’m coming!”

door and trotted

to

at Troy with doubt, and tilted her

broken glass on the ground. “Grace, be careful

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

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

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

was so angry.

have done it on

deliberately pissed him

her head disapprovingly. How could Troy be so stubborn?

he give up the opportunity

sweet and was

leave in anger if Troy continued to

what’s going on?” Grace stepped back in her leather boots, pointing at the shards of glass on the ground.

coughed with his fist on his lips and said softly, “I just wanted to drink water but couldn’t hold it steady.”

why are you looking at Imogen when talking to me?” Grace

a curious expression.

know what to

but look

they crossed

looked back and dumped the glass shards into the

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