Chapter 278 Who Hurt Her

Troy carried Imogen to the car, put her in the back seat, and looked at her carefully.

Her forehead was a little red, and there were two band–aids on it casually. The left side of her face was red and swollen, with five clear fingerprints on it, and her right foot…

Troy raised Imogen’s right foot and wanted to take off her boot. She wanted to take her foot back, but he held down her calf.

After taking off the boots, even though the socks were still on, Troy could still see the swollen ankles.

In short, Imogen looked messed up.

Troy’s eyes became sharp, and he asked in a calm voice, “What’s going on? Where did you get these injuries? Who hit you?”

Imogen was silent for a few seconds. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Imogen!”

Meeting Troy’s questioning eyes, Imogen turned away and closed her eyes.

Troy remained silent.

He was helpless and angry.

Troy believed he could still find out the truth even Imogen did not want to tell him.

Troy wondered, “Who on earth could have hurt Imogen, yet she still wants to protect them?”

Troy hadn’t even had a drink during the dinner party, and the secretary who helped him hold back the drink had already been sent back. He drove to the hospital, carried Imogen to the orthopedics. department first, put her on a chair, and explained his purpose.

The doctor raised Imogen’s right foot and gently pressed on the red and swollen area, judging the situation. “Does it hurt so much here?”

Imogen said, “A little.”

“What about here?”

“A little. Doctor, you press too lightly. It may hurt if you

you press hard.”

“That’s right. Then, I’ll press harder,” The doctor said with a smile.

Imogen didn’t take it seriously, only thinking that the doctor was joking. Unexpectedly, the next second, the doctor fixed her ankle and pressed hard on her ankle.

“Ouch…”

Caught off guard, Imogen burst into tears because of the pain.

Troy quickly supported her and held one of her hands. “Does it hurt?”

Imogen burst into tears. “Yes…”

hurt so

red eyes and aggrieved expression,

her hand from his.

wondered why Troy was still smiling.

said, “Try walking on the ground to see if it still

hurts.”

foot on the ground, stood up holding the table, limped for two steps, slowly moved

seems that the pain

you, Doctor!”

doctor said, “You’re welcome, as long

the doctor treated it,

car again, Troy asked while fastening his

you take me to the restaurant?

me the key, and I’ll have someone drive it

Grace is at Marshall villa, so go pick

his direction

you

up her phone and looked through the Facebook group for photography

be a photography class tonight.

from the

class was not over yet. Not many people were chatting in the

group, so

at the door of Marshall villa, and the two got out of the car together. They went in and talked to Layla for a while, and then

was approaching the apartment where Imogen lived, Imogen said, “Just stop at

and they could not park for a long time. Troy quickly realized Imogen’s intentions. She merely saw him as a driver and wanted him to leave once he’d

too far from your apartment block, and it’s too cold outside. It’s better for

it’s not far…”

a word, Troy drove into the underground garage.

pouted and said

sake of his help tonight, she did not want

the door down and consciously followed Imogen and

mobile phone, hung her down jacket on the hook next to her, and went straight to

refrigerator. Imogen was ready to

and didn’t eat much in the evening, so

and glared at him.

turned around and returned to

cell phone on the

rang.

and took a look.

was locked, he could only see that the person who sent the message noted that his name was Xavier, but he could not see the specific

of Imogen’s photography class, and she planned to

about it. He just felt that Imogen

in and get

came from the kitchen.

in

slices of pizza on a plate, accompanied by a side of garlic bread and ranch

pizzas. Watching them, Grace’s craving grew stronger. Eventually, Troy grabbed a clean plate

no reason to stay

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