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Chapter 373.1 The Unique Imogen I

In a daze, Imogen woke up and opened her eyes. She stared at the white ceiling above and felt lost for a while.

Recalling what happened before her coma, her tears welled up unknowingly and slid down her cheeks. She felt so distressed that she couldn’t even breathe.

How she wished it had been only a dream! When she had woken up from the dream, Irene had never been to New York City. She had still been Ignacio’s daughter.

“Imogen, don’t cry.” A big hand stretched out, and its slender fingers gently wiped away the tears. from the corners of her eyes. “The doctor said that you should keep your mind calm. Otherwise, it may be harmful to your health.”

Imogen’s eyes slowly fell on the person before her, and she swallowed up a mouthful of air. She said in a choked voice, “Troy.”

“Yeah, I’m here.”

Troy pushed her back, gently helped her up, and stuffed a pillow behind her back.

Imogen hugged him and rested her head on his shoulder. She shed tears and said in a crying voice, “Troy, I am not my father’s child. I am a bastard kid…”

and swollen eyes, he felt as though needles had been

patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her, “Imogen, you are not a bastard child. You are

words couldn’t appease Imogen

Imogen’s situation was different from his. Thomas and he had never met since he was a

and Walter’s, he could still

and Ignacio

praised for his persistence in justice and his efforts in exposing the darkness of the sphere of business.

who planted the seed of

out of breath. “I feel so painful… I shouldn’t have been born. If so, my

say that.” Troy hugged her tightly. “The death of your father has nothing to do with you. The murderer

to avenge

think. Since Ignacio

feel really sad…” Imogen

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