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Chapter 311.2 Frustration(2)

Suddenly, Troy strode forward, pulled her into his embrace without a word, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and closed his eyes tightly. His voice was hoarse. “Imogen…”

Imogen placed one hand on his shoulder, slightly tilting her head. “Troy, what happened?”

His warm breath caressed her slender neck, and she fought the urge to pull away.

After a long silence, Troy took a deep breath and, with his emotions seemingly more under control, said, “Nothing.” He stepped back and released Imogen.

Imogen looked up and sensed the heaviness in his heart.

She observed the swelling and bruises on his face up close. “Did you get into a fight?”

“Yeah,” Troy murmured.

Taken aback, Imogen replied, “I’ll get the first–aid kit. Sit down.”

The chairman’s office had a spare first–aid kit containing basic medical supplies. Without a word,

Troy draped his coat over the back of the sofa and took a seat.

Imogen placed the first–aid kit on the table, searching for ointment as she asked, “What

happened? Why would you fight with someone? Don’t you have a driver?”

would dare to lay a hand on Troy, let alone

Troy remained silent.

Imogen glanced at him, twisted the cap off the ointment, and squeezed some onto a cotton swab. “Lean in.”

so Imogen didn’t

help him was merely out of gratitude for his efforts in

her. As she applied the ointment, he felt its cool

at him. “Does it

deeply into her eyes,

avoided his gaze while continuing to treat him. “Besides

Troy hesitated before

instinctively

at her. “Right here. The wound is here,

swiftly pulled her hand

Imogen gripped Troy’s hand

your mind?” Troy

glared at him. “What happened

looked down to find the back of his hand swollen with some cuts oozing

minor injury.”

huffed, putting back the ointment. “Minor? Then you don’t need

hey, hey!” Troy quickly stopped her, taking the ointment and handing

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I need it.”

rolled her eyes at him. With one hand, she held his, and with the other, she gently applied the ointment with a cotton swab.

Imogen’s focused demeanor, Troy’s

and cherished her, would she not have fallen for that

other man?

are no