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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…”

so much.

at her red eyes and

her hand from his.

why Troy was still

Imogen’s warm ankle and said, “Try walking

hurts.”

limped for two steps, slowly moved her weight

seems that the pain is

you, Doctor!”

doctor said, “You’re welcome, as long as it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

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

Troy asked while fastening his seat belt, “Do you want me to

the restaurant?

and I’ll have someone drive

villa, so go pick her up

direction to Marshall

you

her phone and looked through the

happened to be a photography class

asked for leave from

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

group, so

parked the car at the door of Marshall villa, and the two got out of the car together. They went

Imogen lived, Imogen said, “Just stop at the east gate.”

not park for a long time. Troy quickly realized Imogen’s intentions. She

and it’s too cold outside. It’s better for me to park directly in the

not

a word, Troy drove into

pouted and

sake of his help tonight, she did

parking the car, Troy pushed the door down and consciously followed Imogen and Grace

off her boots, took out her mobile phone, hung her down jacket on the hook next to

was ready to

eat much in

turned around and glared at

curled his lips and smiled, then turned around and returned to the living room.

phone on the

rang.

took a look.

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

told Troy that Xavier was the photography tutor of Imogen’s photography

would also follow. Troy didn’t think much about it. He just felt that

in and get

from the kitchen.

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

slices of pizza on a plate, accompanied by a side of

sitting on the sofa, enjoying their pizzas. Watching them, Grace’s craving grew stronger. Eventually, Troy grabbed

no reason to stay here anymore

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