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!”

on the back

cold, dry, and skinny.

to the vessel and

her do all this silently. The fire in his heart

smile on

his

heater?” Imogen

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don’t know. Go look there.”

for and found

heater and carefully moved it to Troy’s

“Do you need me

“No.”

ward was

walked towards the door.

that she was about to leave, Troy turned severe suddenly,

leave in such a hurry. Why did she hate him

door opened and

door panel covered

closed his eyes, felt angry, and waved his

sound

bed fell to the

“Troy! I’m coming!”

the door and trotted

shouted to stop Grace

Troy with doubt, and

ground. “Grace, be careful not to step

broom in the corner. “Grace,

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

head, and frowned at Troy. “Since you want me to

was so

woman must have done

deliberately pissed him

disapprovingly. How

he give up the opportunity

so sweet and was always doing something to please

anger if Troy continued

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

Troy coughed with his fist on his lips and said softly,

are you looking at Imogen when talking to me?” Grace raised her head, blinking

a curious expression.

know what to say.

help but look up

they crossed eyes.

looked back and dumped the glass shards into

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