Chapter <b>607 </b>


    It seemed like a ridiculous soap opera.


    Here Archie was, having an affair, yet he was responding to Imogen wil a calin voice, carefully dispelling any of her doubts and suspicions.


    How long had this been going on? How many times had it <b>already </b>yed out? 13


    Imogen didn’t dare to think about it.


    Even the slightest recollection of past details would cause everything she had found suspicious but ignored to resurface. They pieced together into a massive, terrifying web that left her suffocating


    No wonder Johanna had stopped referring to Imogen as her sister–inw.


    No wonder Johama was always trailing Archie wherever he went


    No wonder she would often hear faint rustling sounds around her.


    It turned out she had be part of their twisted act.


    Howughable.


    Imogen wanted tough out loud. To think that Archie and Imogen found their affair so thrilling that they even turned it into an exhrating game in front of her<b>! </b>Meanwhile, she had been reduced to a fool. She had been trapped in a web of lies and treating those two as her most cherished loved ones, only to be betrayed! Wonderful. Just wonderful!


    Imogen took a deep breath and suppressed her emotions. She buried everything deep within herself <b>and </b>pretended as if nothing had happened. Although Archie and Johanna were acting shameless, they quickly pulled apart. After all, there were more important matters to attend to. Archie approached Imogen, his tone as gentle and caring as ever. “Darling, you <b>stayed </b>up all night. Have you eaten anything?”


    Imogen sneered to herself. Thankfully, she hadn’t eaten yet. Otherwise, she might have vomited.


    “I’ll get you something.” Not long after, Archie returned with a cart of food. There were six dishes<b>, </b><b>all </b>tailored to Imogen’s preferences


    In the past, Imogen would have been touched, believing she had such <b>a </b>devoted bushand who cared for her in every way. Why would he be so attentive if it wasn’t out of love?


    But now? All that was left was hypocrisy and disgust.


    Imogen reached out her hand and knocked over the steaming bowl of chowder.


    Archie jumped from the burn. But before he could say anything, Imogen eximed innocently, “Oh dear! Archie, I didn’t mean it. You’re not mad at me, are you?”


    Of course not. I’ll just rinse it with some cold water,” he said. Archie nced at his burned hand, his furrowed brows betraying his irritation and annoyance. However, his voice remained calm andposed, <b>maintaining </b>his perfect facade.


    Johanna couldn’t hold <b>back </b>“Imogen, what’s wrong with you? That chowder was bolling hot, can’t you be more careful? Look, it burned him!”


    Imogen looked pained. “Well, what can I do? I’m just a blind woman who can’t see anything–Johanna, are you mad at me?”


    Johanna was about to retort when Archie stopped her. He signaled her not to cause a scene. They had important things to do today.


    Johanna shut her mouth. Then, shetched onto Imogen’s arm and pouted. “<b>Oh</b>, Imogen<b>, </b>how could I ever be mad at you? I was just worried you’d hurt yourself.”


    “I see, Imogen replied tly<b>, </b>silently watching their interaction coldly.


    After finishing the meal, Imogen casually instructed johanna to clear the table.