Chapter 247
Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper
Chapter 247 See You Every Day
For a few seconds, silence hung in the air.
âTroy, Iâm here!â A childish voice broke the silence.
With a bang, Grace pushed the door open and dashed inside.
When she noticed there were others in the room, she immediately halted, looking at Sarah with curious big eyes. âHello, Maâam!â
Sarah turned her head to look at Grace, her
eyes wide.
Her emaciated face with prominent cheekbones and sunken eye sockets made her eyes bulge, giving her a somewhat sinister look. It startled Grace, causing her to rush into Troyâs arms and whisper softly, âTroy, Iâm scared.â
Troy embraced her, discreetly removing the photo from the table, and then looked at Sarah. âYou can leave now. Yann is waiting for you downstairs.â
Sarah glanced at Grace again before turning around and leaving. She bumped into Imogen as she exited the room.
She was taken aback when her gaze landed on Imogenâs beautiful and radiant face. Exquisite makeup blended seamlessly with her fair and delicate skin, concealing any scars on her face. The contours of her oval face were smooth and graceful.
Imogen was wearing a camelâcolored cardigan over a lightâcolored scarf, a checkered midi skirt, and black ankle boots on her feet. Her long brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she radiated a refined and vibrant aura, and she looked fashionable.
Sarah stared at Imogenâs face for a couple of seconds, finding no resemblance to Bill at all. âShe had to look like her cunning mother!â She thought.
As she saw the woman before her, Imogen froze for a moment, taking a couple of seconds to recognize her as Sarah.
The Sarah who had caused Henryâs death.
Anger flitted across Imogenâs eyes, followed by astonishment.
âHow could Sarah have become like this? Wasnât she supposed to be protected by Troy?â She wondered.
Sensing Imogenâs gaze, a sudden flashback of her disheveled appearance that she saw in her reflection raced through Sarahâs mind.
She lowered her head, a hint of malice flashing in her eyes. Clenching her fists tightly, she rammed her shoulder into Imogenâs and walked away without looking back.
âImogen must be feeling quite pleased when she saw how I looked now, right? Sheâs just a lowly mistressâs illegitimate child. Let her revel in her temporary satisfaction,â she thought.
Sarah was determined to one day rise to the top again and make Imogen kneel before her, letting her trample all over her.
Meanwhile, Imogen took a step back to steady herself, staring at Sarahâs retreating figure as she tightened her hands into fists. She suppressed her urge to confront Sarah and entered the hospital ward.
Grace poked her head out of Troyâs embrace. âTroy, who was that scary lady just now?â
The little girl knew about Sarahâs existence but had never seen her before.
Before Troy could reply, Imogen suddenly asked, âHow did Sarah become so thin?â
Not only was she thin, but her skin condition and vitality were drastically different from before. Graceâs face betrayed how stunned she was. âSheâs Sarah? Is she the woman Grandma prefers?â
She couldnât help wondering the old ladyâs tastes.
Troy ruffled Graceâs hair. âGrace, Troy needs to receive treatment. Can you go call the nurse for Troy?â
âSure!â Grace nodded her little head and stood up, hurrying off.
Once she left, Troy looked at Imogen and stood up, walking slowly toward her. âSarah has been in Villard Hospital for some time now.â
âVillard Hospital?â At first, Imogen thought Sarah had experienced a relapse, but then she realized that wasnât the case. She looked at Troy in confusion and guessed, âDid you do this?â
âShe caused Grandfatherâs death. How could I let her go easily?â
Imogen looked at him incredulously.
âDidnât he really like Sarah? Wasnât he willing to protect Sarah even if it meant his grandfatherâs soul wouldnât rest in peace? How could he allow Sarah to end up in such a place?â She wondered. âI bet you donât believe me.â Troy took another step closer, gazing deeply into her eyes. âImogen, Iâve said it before. I like you. All those rumors about me marrying Sarah were false. I only want to be with you. Canât you believe me now?â
Imogen pursed her lips, looking down at her toes.
She no longer trusted Troy. No matter what he said, she considered it a lie.
Troy had repeatedly claimed that he liked her, but she had never believed him.
Thus, when he was suddenly telling her that he might genuinely like her, Imogenâs mind suddenly became muddled.
If he liked her, then what about what happened during their wedding anniversary?
How could she excuse him for allowing his friends to humiliate her, as well as his decision to meet Sarah despite the ultimatum she gave him?
And all those nights of distress and grievances she had experienced⦠What did they amount to? Their unborn child that never was⦠What did that signify?
Perhaps he genuinely liked her, but maybe it was just that and nothing else.
If he really loved her, he wouldâve had eyes for no one else but her. He would be thinking of her constantly, feeling joy when he saw her, and feeling distressed when she got hurt⦠She had never seen any of that in him, let alone the fact that he often sided with Sarah even when it would hurt her.
Or maybe he was just accustomed to her, to their three years of marriage, which was why he didnât want to part ways.
âImogen, give me another chance, pleaseâ¦â
Troy, noting her silence, cautiously reached out to hold her hand.
Imogen snapped back to reality, instinctively stepping back.
Troy froze, his outstretched hand hovering awkwardly in midair. In an attempt to ease the situation, he clenched his fist, then slowly lowered it.
Chapter 247 See You Every Day
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. âSorry, I was too hasty.â
After pondering for a moment, Imogen voiced her thoughts. âItâs not that I donât believe you. Itâs just that I canât get a good read of you right now. Not long ago, you clearly had strong feelings for Sarah⦠I overheard her asking you whether you had ever loved herâ¦â
âI wasnât sure before, but now I can give you a definite answer. No, I had never,â Troy replied firmly.
Imogen stared at him in disbelief.
She couldnât fathom how he could be so good to Sarah, even if some of it was out of guilt. It didnât make sense that he had not loved her at all.
Seeing Imogenâs expression, Troy reached for the pack of cigarettes in his pocket, then hesitated and stopped himself. âIn the beginning, perhaps I was moved by her persistence. But as we spent more time together, I realized we werenât very compatible. If that incident hadnât happened⦠we probably wouldâve broken up by now.â
Upon discovering the humiliation Sarah endured, he felt a strong sense of guilt, but it was just guilt, unlike Imogen, who always made his heart ache.
Or rather, the fact that he was still rational enough to call the police when Sarah was kidnapped spoke volumes about what he felt for her.
If Imogen were in the same situation, Troy wouldnât dare to call the police easily.
However, back then, he had mistaken guilt for love.
âTroy, have you ever considered that you donât actually like me, but youâre just accustomed to being with me, accustomed to our life togetherâ¦â
âI once doubted that tooâ¦â
Troy looked down, mumbling in a low voice, âBut later, I confirmed that I like you. I want to see you every day. When youâre around, Iâm in a good mood. When I see you cry, it hurts me deeply. When I see you with Liam, I canât help feeling jealous⦠If it were just a matter of habit, I would have locked you up in the mansion like a caged bird.â
Growing up in a gilded cage, Troy had been admired by peers all his life. With his handsome looks and outstanding abilities, he could have whatever he wanted. He never knew what envy and jealousy felt like until later.
When he realized Imogen had feelings for someone else and when he saw her with Liam, he felt bitter deep down, accompanied by a heavy feeling in his chest. It wasnât until after a long time that he realized it was jealousy.