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!”

coming from the infusion needle on the

hands were cold, dry, and skinny.

make the blood return to the vessel and carefully put his hand under the

do all this silently. The fire in

a ghost of a smile on his face

his

the heater?”

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don’t know.

for and

the heater and carefully moved

asked worriedly, “Do you need me to

“No.”

was silent.

and walked towards the

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

in such

opened

door panel covered

eyes, felt angry, and

sound

fell

“Troy! I’m coming!”

open the door and

Troy shouted to stop Grace

Troy with doubt, and tilted her

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

picked up the broom in the corner. “Grace, go over there.

doing back here?” Troy gave Imogen a cold look, and his voice sounded

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

was so angry.

done it

deliberately pissed

her head disapprovingly. How could

he give up the opportunity to be with Imogen?

was so sweet and was always doing something

anger if Troy continued

boots, pointing at the shards of glass on the

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

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

with a curious

didn’t know what

help but look

crossed

immediately looked back and dumped the glass shards into the

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