Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 278

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 much.

at her red eyes and aggrieved expression,

her hand

why Troy was still

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

hurts.”

the ground, stood up holding the table, limped for two steps, slowly moved her weight on her left foot to her right foot, walked slowly to the door,

“It seems that the pain is really

you, Doctor!”

“You’re welcome, as long as it doesn’t hurt

her forehead, the doctor treated it, put a square gauze on it, and

asked while fastening his seat

the

have someone drive it for you tomorrow.”

so go pick her

his direction to Marshall villa.

you

looked through

a photography class

asked for leave from the

Not many people were chatting in the Facebook they were probably taking the

group, so

Marshall villa, and the two got out of the car together. They went in and

the apartment where Imogen lived, Imogen said, “Just stop

park for a long time. Troy quickly realized Imogen’s intentions. She merely saw him as a driver

too cold outside. It’s better for me

it’s not

saying a word, Troy drove into the underground garage.

and said nothing.

of his help tonight, she did not want

down and consciously followed Imogen and Grace into the

boots, took out her mobile phone, hung her down jacket on

were frozen pizzas in the refrigerator. Imogen was ready

talked and didn’t eat much

and glared

curled his lips and smiled, then turned around and

phone on the table

rang.

took a look. It was a

person who sent the message noted that his name

told Troy that Xavier was the photography tutor of Imogen’s photography class, and she planned to go

Troy didn’t think much about it. He just felt that Imogen really wanted to

and get the plate!”

sound came from

came out with a plate in one hand, and placed it

slices of pizza on a plate, accompanied

Grace’s craving grew stronger. Eventually, Troy grabbed a clean plate and served

no reason to stay here anymore

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