Chapter 187


    Chapter 188 Why Could She Think Troy Was Cute


    “Really? Why aren’t you impressed?” Troy had doubt in his eyes.


    The fact was Imogen had been an exchange student there for a year. For better or worse, she


    should be pretty impressed.


    Imogen touched her head. “At the end of the exchange, and before I returned home, I was in a car


    ident. I can’t remember a lot of things.”


    She had lost her memory due to the car ident, just as he had guessed.


    But Troy was still puzzled. What about the child?


    Did the child die in the car ident with Imogen? Or was it something else?


    “Why were you in the ident? Were you badly hurt?”


    “I can’t remember. I was hurting my head, so I woke up with a vague memory of many things.”


    Imogen’s eyes were empty as she reminisced.


    She had tried to remember those things, but the more she remembered, the less she could recall. Then


    she just gave up.


    Troy frowned when he heard that.


    There was nothing of the child in Imogen’s description. It was like she didn’t even know of the


    child.


    The ident came at a weird time. It was as if it cut things off straightforwardly, leaving everything


    unounted for.


    Did someone take the baby while Imogen was in a car ident? Or had the baby been gone Imogen


    before she got into the car ident?


    from


    Troy struggled to remember until he finally remembered something. “So


    you were afraid your grandparents would worry, so you told them you’d stay there for summer camp


    ande backter.”


    That summer vacation was almost over before Imogen returned from overseas. She told her


    grandparents on the phone that she was going to a school camp.


    Troy had only heard Grandpa mention it asionally. At that time, Imogen wasn’t even his friend, only


    a little more familiar than a stranger, so he didn’t even put it in his mind.


    Perhaps because of Troy’s mention of her grandfather, Imogen was a little sad and nodded. “Yes. I’m


    afraid my grandparents are worried.”


    Troy felt uncontroble distress.


    He tried to touch Imogen’s cheek but changed direction when his hand reached mid–air. His hand


    landed on her shoulder, and he patted it gently.


    Imogen was alone in a foreign country, lying alone in the hospital, her memory blurred. The countless


    heartaches and sorrows were buried in her heart, and she bored them in silence.


    He also recalled that Imogen had mentionedst night that she was afraid to say anything about the


    swollen fingers and abdomen when she was eating,


    These may seem like small things, but in ces he didn’t know about, there were countless other small


    things like this, all buried in her heart and suffered in silence.


    He only med himself for realizing it toote.


    She came to the Marshall family at sixteen, and it had been almost ten years since then.


    She had grown from a young and tender girl to a gentle and elegant young woman.


    He could have apanied her all the way and witnessed her transformation with his own eyes, but it


    was a pity that he didn’t seize the opportunity.


    She was like an inconspicuous rose in the corner, budding and silent. Unfortunately, he never noticed.


    He didn’t have her in his eyes.


    Nor had he ever properly appreciated this moment when the rose was in full bloom. When he looked


    back, she had refused to bloom for him anymore.


    Imogen sighed softly. “It’s almost time for boarding. Why don’t you get into the terminal?”


    Troy raised his hand to nce at his watch and looked at Imogen reluctantly. “I’ll go “Okay.” Imogen


    nodded.


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    Troy stood still for a moment as he asked again, “I’m really leaving, okay?”


    “Okay.” Imogen nodded.


    “I’m really leaving.”


    then.”


    Imogen couldn’t help but be annoyed, so she just pushed him. “Just go inside! Don’t miss your flight!”


    Troy nced at Imogen and hesitantly walked to the door of the terminal, stopping in his tracks.


    Imogen waved her hand back and forth. “Get in. Have a good journey!”


    Though she still had a small smile on her lips, she couldn’t wait for him to leave quickly.


    With a helpless look on his face, Troy finally waved his hand towards Imogen and turned around. to


    enter the terminal.


    Watching Troy go through security and disappear, Imogen turned to leave the airport.


    Thinking about the way Troy looked just now as he took one step and turned back three times, Imogen


    couldn’t help but smile.


    He was like a child standing in front of a school saying goodbye to his parents, reluctant but helpless.


    She had never seen Troy like that before. He was kind of cute and childish.


    Smiling, Imogen’s face froze, and she hastily put her smile away.


    What the hell was going on in her head?


    Why could she think Troy was cute?


    It must be another one of his disguises.


    For the past three years of her marriage, she’d been deceived by his fake gentleness. This time she


    was almostpelled again.


    “Imogen, why don’t you just stop thinking about it?” She thought.


    Imogen took the bus back to the hotel and immediately told Charlie and Alex.


    Seeing Imogen, Charlie immediately asked, “Come on. What exactly happenedst night? Didn’t you


    go to see Yann, and what happened to that dimwit?”


    Chapter 188 Why Gould She Think Troy Was Cute


    Imogen simply said, “That friend of Yann’s is Troy.”


    Charlie and Alex both understood through one sentence.


    Charlie hung his fists and cursed angrily, “Fuck, the dimwit is so insidious to use this trick. No wonder


    we meet Yann everywhere we go. It seems that they have been following us all along!” Charlie cursed


    and then asked, “Did the dimwit bully you after you guys met yesterday?”


    Bully?


    Imogen’s mind wandered to Troy’s words. “What part of your body haven’t I touched?”


    She hastened to stop thinking about that word. “Nope. I’ve cleared it with him. He got on a ne back


    home this morning and won’t be following us.”


    “I hope he keeps his word!” Charlie muttered, “Well, it’s a shame about Yann. I thought you truly loved


    him…….”


    As nned, they would return the rental car, take a cruise to Svolvaer, and take a car from Svolvaer to


    the Lofoten inds for their own drive.


    They arrived back in St. Petersburg on the sixth day.


    The journey woulde to an end when they returned from St. Petersburg.


    Before Alex left, the three went to dinner together and took group photos.


    Imogen, Alex and Charlie headed to the airport together the next day.


    ”


    After Alex returned home, Imogen and Charlie had connecting flights from Moscow and Shangray to


    Sydney. It was about thirty hours on the road.


    Alex’s flight was earlier, and Imogen and Charlie saw Alex off, saying they would meet again when they


    got back home.


    Two hourster, after checking in, Imogen and Charlie took the ferry to the foot of the ne and up the


    stairs.


    They had bought economy ss, which was connected, and Imogen had chosen a window seat.


    Imogen got on the ne and made her way down the narrow aisle. She looked carefully at the


    numbers on the wall, searching for her seat.


    But her seat was already upied by a young woman. She was stylishly dressed, wearing a gorgeous


    mink coat, an boratedy’s bowler hat, luxury brand earrings, a limited edition watch and valuable


    sunsses.


    Imogen nced at the stub in her hand, double–checked her seat, and politely said in focalnguage


    to the woman, “I’m sorry,dy, you’re sitting in my seat.”