Chapter 158

Chapter 158 How Much Did She Once Like Him

From the back seat, two people got off. One was Jarvis, and the other was Steve.

Troy didn’t turn them away but invited them into his study for coffee.

After some pleasantries, Jarvis announced the decisions from the shareholders‘ meeting.

Upon hearing, Troy remained calm and gracefully poured coffee, subtly indicating that he had no immediate plans to return to the Marshall Group.

There were two reasons. First, after the death of his grandfather, Henry, and the subsequent miscarriage of his wife, Imogen. Troy was deeply affected and needed time to recover. He didn’t have the energy to deal with company affairs.

Second, as mentioned before, Troy disagreed with the philosophy of broad. Moreover, with Leo currently in the chairman position, he didn’t want to compete with his brother.

Jarvis and Steve exchanged helpless glances, drank coffee, and left.

However, with the chairman’s position vacant, the shareholders grew restless daily.

Later, Steve visited two more times, but to no avail.

Imogen stayed in the hospital for five days. On the fifth day, Charlie visited her.

Charlie comforted her, reminding her that life wasn’t just about having children. “They’re just a part of life, not the entirety. Family can influence our lives, but they can’t dictate it. We live for ourselves, not for others.”

That’s how Charlie’s parents raised her.

Charlie felt fortunate to grow up in a well–off and open–minded family.

However, Charlie knew that her upbringing was different from Imogen’s. Imogen’s early experiences made her value the limited familial bonds she had. Charlie didn’t expect Imogen to understand all at once.

“By the way, when are you planning to divorce that dimwit?” Charlie asked. “After I recovered and returned from Gracehaven Church.” Imogen replied.

“And after the divorce? Have you thought about what you’ll do?”

Imogen shook her head, lost in thought.

Imogen realized that she didn’t know how to move forward without the company, the child, and after the divorce.

Charlie suggested, “After divorcing that dimwit, he should give you a significant amount of money, right? You won’t need to work. You can do what you like, adopt a cat, watch a series, or travel. Do you have any hobbies? Honestly, many people would envy you.”

“Hobbies?”

Imogen pondered but couldn’t think of any.

“In the past, her studies consumed most of her time.”

“Imogen worked hard to catch up with a man she admired, even if she could only ever see his back.”

“Back then, not long after her father passed away, Imogen was eager to find an emotional anchor. Driven by that naive and persistent young girl’s feelings, Imogen got admitted to that top–tier

university and became his junior.”

“This is not enough.”

“In order to have more topics in common with him, she chose a major in the same faculty as Troy.”

“Imogen studied hard, aiming to join the Marshall Group on her own merits, to earn the praise of Troy, work alongside him, and witness his spirited and impressive demeanor.”

“Later, work took up most of her life.“.

“Imogen strived to stand out in all projects, just to catch his eye.”

“A single word of praise from Troy could make Imogen elated for half a day, even in her dreams she would be smiling.”

“Later, when Imogen married Troy, she was overjoyed. Knowing Troy didn’t love her, Imogen tried her best to accommodate him and worked hard to maintain their marriage.”

“Troy has occupied most of her life and attention for the past ten years.”

Troy would never know how much Imogen once liked him.

Now, removing him from her life left Imogen feeling lost.

“Exactly, what are your hobbies or interests? You can develop them further. For instance, my passion is makeup. I love seeing various faces transform into different styles under 1

What about you? What do you like?”

Imogen shook her head. “I don’t know.”

hands.

“Alright then, no rush. You can take your time to think. After your divorce, let’s go on a trip first to clear our minds!”

“We?”

“Yes.” Charlie nodded thoughtfully, “You and me. Maybe Alex if he’s free.”

Imogen thought momentarily, unsure of what she would do in the future, and agreed, “Okay.”

“Then I’ll start planning our trip. Let’s see where’s best to travel in the winter.”

On the sixth day, Imogen returned home to recuperate until her confinement ended.

Sue took meticulous care of her.

Troy still lived in the villa, but whenever the two met, they remained silent.

The once close couple now had nothing to say to each other.

Troy gradually appeared less and less in front of Imogen.

Imogen often sat on the main bedroom balcony, basking in the sun all day.

The winter sun was warm and gentle, very comfortable.

That evening, when Troy returned, he saw Imogen still sitting on the balcony, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

Ever since she lost the child, she had become incredibly silent.

The following day, Imogen was awakened by the sound of an animal at the door.

The soft cries were hard to distinguish, whether from a kitten or a puppy.

Unable to resist, Imogen opened the door to find a golden–white kitten with round eyes crying out

in hunger.

Imogen’s heart softened for a moment, wanting to take it downstairs for food. However, after a few steps, the kitten remained still, tilting its head to look at her.

Imogen had no choice but to return, tentatively carrying the kitten downstairs, where she ran into Sue coming out of the kitchen.

“Sue, where’s the cat food?”

Imogen guessed how the kitten had arrived, thinking that Troy must have brought some cat food.

“Mrs. Marshall, why are you out of bed?”

“I’m fine, but this kitten is a bit hungry.”

“Oh? Where did this kitten come from? It’s so cute!”

“Is there any cat food?”

Sue shook her head, looking around the living room. “No.”

Imogen was speechless.

Troy brought the cat but didn’t buy cat food?

Sue suggested, “Should I go buy some? However, I don’t think any place nearby sells cat food.”

“It’s okay if there’s no cat food. Is there anything in the fridge it can eat?”

“Chicken breast?”

“Good.”

“Then, Mrs. Marshall, could you cook it for the kitten? I’ll go grocery shopping.”

Sue left with her basket.

Imogen had no choice but to put the kitten on the floor, take the chicken breast from the fridge, and prepare food for the kitten herself.

While waiting for the water to boil, she didn’t forget to pet the kitten’s head, saying, “Be good. You’ll have food soon.”

Troy stood outside the kitchen, watching Imogen busily preparing food for the kitten, a hint of relief in his eyes.

Troy quietly retreated, leaving without a sound.

Idleness can lead to problems.

Raising a kitten could give Imogen something to do, offering her some company during her lonely

moments.

After feeding the kitten, it became attached to Imogen, following her wherever she went. There were a few times Imogen almost stepped on it.

Helplessly, Imogen took responsibility for the kitten’s care.

From then on, Imogen had a little roommate.

Imogen named it Mochi.

Its fluffy fur resembled a tiny bun,

The next time Charlie visited Imogen, she noticed that Imogen looked much better than before. Charlie guessed the kitten was Troy’s doing and thought, at least the dimwit has some conscience. Soon, when Imogen recovered, she took a refreshing bath, petted Mochi, and opened Troy’s

Chapter 158 How Much Did She Once Like Him

Facebook chat. [Going to Gracehaven Church tomorrow?]

The chat status immediately changed to “Typing…”

After a long while, Troy replied with a single word. [Okay.]