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

hands were cold, dry, and

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

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

a smile on his face

his

heater?” Imogen asked.

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don’t know. Go look there.”

looked for and found the

plugged the heater and carefully moved it to Troy’s

you need me to call

“No.”

was

walked towards

leave, Troy turned severe suddenly,

to leave in such a hurry. Why did she

door opened

covered her

eyes, felt angry,

crackling sound came.

fell to the

“Troy! I’m coming!”

the door and

Troy shouted to stop

looked at Troy with doubt, and tilted her

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

in the corner. “Grace, go over there.

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

frowned at Troy. “Since you want me

so

must have done it

deliberately pissed him

disapprovingly. How could

he give up the opportunity to

Erik was so sweet and was always doing something to

anger if Troy continued to talk like this.

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

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

when talking to

with a curious

didn’t know what

couldn’t help but look

they crossed

and dumped the glass shards into the trash can.

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