Chapter 33
Chapter 33.1: Lighter
Imogen gestured towards the bathroom and said, “I’m finished. You can go ahead and wash. up.”
Quickly, Troy took his pajamas and entered the bathroom. As Troy gracefully stepped into the
bathroom, he was greeted by an enchanting aroma that filled the air like a gentle embrace. The
delightful fragrance of shower gel danced around him. And he noticed the clear separation between the
dry and wet areas.
It was the same scent that lingered on Imogen‘ s body. The aroma traveled up Troy‘ s nose and nerves,
reaching his brain, causing a stirring sensation within him.
Troy’s body began to simmer with an intense heat, making him feel increasingly restless. With closed
eyes, his mind was flooded with vivid images of his intimate moments with Imogen, making it all the
more unbearable.
Meanwhile, Imogen sat on the bed, casually scrolling through her phone before preparing to go to
sleep. However, as time passed, she couldn’t help but notice that Troy had been in the bathroom for
quite a while, and there was no sound of running water.
Growing suspicious, Imogen lifted the nket and stepped out of bed, making her way to the bathroom
door. As she approached, she could faintly hear heavy breathing emanating from
inside.
Within mere seconds, realization struck her, and her face flushed red. Hurriedly, she returned to bed,
fully aware of what Troy was doing there.
After a while, the sound of water started to patter in the bathroom, and it didn’t take long for it to cease.
Soon, Troy emerged from the bathroom.
Beside her, Imogen felt the mattress sink as Troy settled down. After a while, she drifted off to sleep.
In the middle of the night, she found herself in a half–asleep, half–awake state, and it seemed like she
heard heavy breathing in her ear. Imogen woke up and realized that the gasping sound wasn’t from her
dream but from Troy, who was lying beside her.
She nced at him in the soft moonlight and asked, “Troy, are you asleep?”
“No,” Troy replied in a hoarse voice.
Startled by his red face, Imogen inquired, “Why is your face so red?”
Imogen abruptly reached out and touched Troy‘ s forehead, only to realize that he was burning
hot.
“Troy, do you have a fever?” Imogen asked with concern as she sat up in bed,
As her cool hands touched his forehead, it felt like a refreshing rain after a long drought, and Troy
couldn’t help but grasp her hand and press it against his face. In the dim light, his burning gaze
met hers.
“It’s not a fever. It’s the soup I had earlier tonight,” he exined.
It must have been a strong tonic soup, and Imogen, with her experience, quickly realized what might be
happening.
“So… what should we do now?” she asked, acknowledging the situation.
Troy propped himself up, pressing Imogen down under him, their eyes locked in an intense gaze. He
restrained himself, his brow furrowing and fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead. His
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Chapter 33.1: Lighter
hot breath was extremely hot.
Imogen struggled for a moment, then wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers brushing against
the clean stubble on the back of his neck as she whispered, “Take it easy, be gentler.”
Troy’s face showed a trace of restraint. He took a deep breath and buried his head in the crook of
Imogen’s neck. Suddenly, he abruptly got out of bed and walked swiftly towards the bathroom.
Confused, Imogen asked, “Troy?”
“You go to bed first. I’ll take a shower.”
Troy entered the bathroom, and the sound of sshing water quickly followed while Imogeny on the
bed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and chill. She wanted to be hisfort, but he seemed to be
determined to stay loyal to Sarah, even if it meant enduring difort. With that, she realized it was
just wishful thinking on her part.
Under the nket, Imogen turned over, curling up half–heartedly, and closed her eyes.
The sound of water from the bathroom felt like cold raindrops falling on her heart. Even so, she still
worried about him. Taking a cold shower at night might make him catch a cold.
But she quickly dismissed the idea. Why should she interfere if he was willing to eat spicy food for
Sarah, disregarding his own well–being?
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After a while, the sound of water stopped, and the bathroom door creaked open. Footsteps approached
slowly.
There was a rustling sound behind her, and Imogen felt the bed sink slightly as Troy settled in.
A rush of cold air entered the bed, and she tightened the nket around her. “Are you feeling better
now?” she asked softly.
Troy whispered, “Go to sleep.”
Imogen didn’t utter another word.
The room fell silent, with only the soft sounds of their breathing. Imogen couldn’t tell if Troy had fallen
asleep. Shey still on the bed, her drowsiness dissipating, leaving her fully awake. After lying for too
long, her body felt stiff, and she rolled over to find a morefortable position. And after an unknown
amount of time, Troy cleared his throat and softly called, “Imogen?” But Imogen remained silent.
Troy took a deep breath, gently lifted the nket, and got out of bed, heading towards the bathroom,
and the sound of water started to patter again.
A whileter, Troy came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, and adjusted his position on the bed.
“Did I disturb you?” he asked in a low voice as he sat by the bed.
“No,” Imogen shook her head.
“Having trouble sleeping?” he asked again.
“Yes.”
“Would you like me to tell you a German story?”
Delighted, she replied, “Yes, please, thank you.”
Troy was fluent in fournguages: English, British, Japanese, and German. When she couldn’t sleep,
he would tell her German stories, even though she didn’t understand thenguage. Nevertheless, his
calming voice always brought herfort, filling the room with his warm and gentle voice, capturing
her full attention.
Imogen let go of the thoughts that troubled her mind and listened intently. It was impossible to tell how
long itsted, but eventually, the room was filled with the sound of even breathing. Troy’s voice
gradually faded, and he whispered, “Imogen?”
With no response from Imogen, it was evident that she had already fallen asleep. Troy gently tucked in
the edge of the nket, closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
In a hazy moment, the phone rang. Imogen touched the phone and, half–asleep, identally pressed
the answer button. “Who is ?”
The caller remained silent and hung up.
Imogen nced at the screen, her eyes widening in realization.
She was holding Troy’s phone.
Wide awake, Imogen checked the recent call records and scribbled “Sarah” on a note. She had
mistakenly answered a call from Sarah intended for Troy.
In haste, Imogen roused Troy and apologized, “I’m sorry, I answered your phone call. It was
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Sarah who called you. Could you call her back?”
Troy nced at the call record on his phone screen, took the device, rolled over from the bed, dialed
Sarah’s number, and went to the bathroom.
As he dialed, Sarah repeatedly hung up the call, obviously angered.
In a rush, Troy got dressed and opened the door. “I’ll head out and have the driver pick you up,” he
said.
Imogen watched his hurried departure, a bitter smile forming at the corner of her lips. He truly cares for
Sarah.
“Cough, cough, cough,” the olddy’s voice came from outside the door. She knocked, “Imogen, are
you awake? I saw Troy leave just now. That child is always in a hurry for work, but you shouldn’t skip
breakfast.”
“Grandma, I’m awake. I’lle out now.”
Imogen tugged at her lips, struggling to get up and get dressed.
Meanwhile, Troy had been standing outside Sarah’s house for two hours.
Finally, h opened the door and let Troy in. She whispered to him, “Sarah’s situation is very unstable
now. Don’t upset her; try tofort her.”
“Hmm,” Troy nodded as he walked to the bedroom door and knocked, “Sarah, are you there?
“I’m not here,” Sarah‘ s voice came from inside the room.
Troy gently pushed the door open and saw Sarah sitting on the bay window, visibly anxious.
“Sarah, try to take it easy, and don’t be too hard on yourself.”
Tears welled up in Sarah’s eyes as she mustered a sad smile. “Troy, all I ever wanted was to be with
you forever. But now, even that simple wish feels out of reach. What does my life mean now?”
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