Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

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Chapter 138 I Used to Trust You

Imogen stood still, thinking of the news she saw just now, and asked, “Didn’t you go to the hospital?

Why didn’t you take care of it over there?”

“Who said I went to the hospital?”

“The news said that the two injured victims had been sent to the hospital for treatment.”

“I didn’t go to the hospital.”

Seeing Imogen not moving, Troy repeated, “Imogen, come and help me.”

Imogen looked at the stab wounds on his shoulders and arms. Aside from those, there were several

bruises on his body.

Her eyes flickered slightly. Even though she didn’t want to admit it, there was indeed still a bit of

concern in her heart..

“I think you’d better go to the hospital to take care of it.” she coldly said after being silent for a while.

“No. There are too many people in the hospital. Who knows if I will run into a reporter?”

He didn’t like exposing his private life under the flashlights.

And he also didn’t want Imogen to know that Sarah was injured because of him.

“Should I ask Mr. Jordan to come in, then?”

“He’s not here. He’s off to deal with another work.”

“Then your other secretary…”

“It would be fine if you didn’t want to. I’ll do it myself.”

Troy lowered his eyes, laughing at himself. Then he opened the medicine box in front of him and.

searched for ointment and gauze.

He smeared the ointment on the wound haphazardly. Due to his clumsy movement, the wrapped

crookedly.

gauze was

He had looped the gauze a few rounds with great difficulty when he realized that he had forgotten.

prepare scissors, so he could only tear off the gauze with his bare hand.

to

He pulled it a few times, but instead of coming apart, it got tighter the more he pulled, and the area

around the wound became red.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door opening and closing.

He looked up, and Imogen was no longer standing before him.

Troy stiffened, leaned weakly on the back of the sofa, and stopped putting up the act.

She really didn’t care about him at all now.

Was injuring himself useless to gain her sympathy now?

Troy closed his eyes bitterly, pinched the edge of the gauze, and yanked. The excess gauze was easily

torn off, then he threw it on the table.

“You’ve managed to tear it off?” Imogen reappeared at the office door with scissors in her hand.

Troy raised his eyes and looked at her in surprise. He pursed his lips and lowered his gaze again.

“Yeah. You can go back to work now. I can do it myself.”

Imogen frowned. “I’m here to give you the scissors.”

She stepped forward and put the scissors beside the medicine box. “Then I’ll go back to work first.

Don’t forget to ask the secretary to bring some clothes.”

After all, she couldn’t resist reminding him after seeing that his pants were still wet.

Seeing Imogen turn around to leave, Troy felt a suffocating feeling in his chest, making him almost

couldn’t breathe. “Wait!”

Imogen stopped, then turned around to look at him. “Is there anything else?”

Troy stood up slowly and gazed intensely at Imogen. “Imogen, will you feel sad for me being hurt?

Even a little is fine…”

Imogen also looked at him. Their eyes met, and she smiled. “Troy, it’s pointless to argue about this

now.”

He was with Sarah not long ago, and Sarah was lying in the hospital right now because she had taken

the knife for him. But why did he come here to ask her whether she would be sad like nothing

happened?

What was he thinking right now?

“Why?” Troy took a step closer.

“If you had time to dwell on this, you might as well treat the wound quickly, then change your clothes

and go to the hospital to see Sarah.”

Troy’s expression changed as realization dawned on him. If Imogen could find out that the injured

person was him from the news, she would obviously know that the other one injured was Sarah. He

immediately explained, “I had lunch with Mr. Jones today. He left first, and then I met those people. I

don’t know why Sarah was there either, and she was even stabbed…”

“Do you mean that it was all a coincidence?”

“Yes.” Troy nodded seriously without any hesitation while looking into Imogen’s eyes. “You could ask

Mr. Jones if you didn’t believe me. I really didn’t know…”

“You don’t have to explain this to me.”

In fact, Imogen didn’t mind if Troy wanted to see Sarah. He could just go, and there was no need for

him to hide anything from her or bother himself to make it look like a coincidence. She didn’t

care at all.

Besides, wasn’t it more touching that Sarah took the knife to save him while putting her life at risk?

Now, as long as Troy agreed to divorce, she could grant their wish immediately.

Troy’s brows furrowed deeply, and his eyes seemed to be filled with grief. “You don’t believe me?”

Imogen lowered her eyes and was silent for a while before saying, “I used to trust you a lot, but now, it

doesn’t matter anymore.”

His real actions had taught her a lesson, making her understand that the person sleeping next to her

couldn’t be trusted wholeheartedly either.

A sleeping companion was someone who could lie the most easily to her and was also the one who

could exploit her trust the easiest to play around with her.

It was Troy himself who broke her trust in him.

Troy stiffened, and there was a stinging sensation in his voice when he spoke, “Imogen, I…”

Imogen interrupted him, “Besides, Sarah was injured because of you, so you can’t just leave her

like that in the hospital. Go and see her. I’ll go back to work.”