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Chapter 40.1 We Can’t Never Meet Again
Imogen’s heart raced as the door suddenly opened, and she looked up to find Troy entering the
room. He closed the door behind him and questioned her choice of moving into this particr
room.
“I want to change my surroundings and maybe move back in the future,” Imogen replied, wondering
if there was a connection between Troy and her decision.
Troy seemed concerned, pulling out a ck card and cing it on the bedside table. He pushed it
gently toward Imogen and said, “If there’s anything you like, feel free to buy it.”
She nced at the ck card but declined his offer, saying, “No, you can take it back. I’ve never
lost anything.”
Troy insisted, feeling remorseful, “This is my promise to you. I broke it, and I shouldpensate
you.”
Imogen still refused, expressing that she didn’t need anything from him.
“Don’t push me away, Imogen,” Troy pleaded. “I know you’re trying to distance yourself from me,
but we don’t have to be strangers. Despite the divorce, you’re still cherished by my grandparents,
and we’ll still see each other. Let’s face it calmly.”
Imogen struggled with his words, realizing that his indifference towards her was simply because he
had no feelings for her. She wondered if he wanted her to calmly ept his rtionship with
Sarah.
Feeling disheartened, she finally gave in, softly saying, “Just leave it there.”
“Good night,” Troy bid her farewell before leaving the room.
On Saturday morning, Troy woke up early and went for a run. In the living room, the housekeeper
noticed his presence and greeted him.
Troy paused near the door and asked, “Do you know why Imogen moved out of the master
bedroom?”
The housekeeper exined, “I forgot to tell you, but on Tuesday, someone sent a threatening
package to her. It had some foul–smelling substance that spilled on the bedsheet and floor. That’s
why she moved out.”
Troy was taken aback and questioned why he hadn’t been informed earlier.
“I called the police,” the housekeeper replied, “but you were away on a business trip, and she didn’t
want to bother you.”
Curious about the culprit, Troy probed further, “Who was it?”
“It turned out to be a high school student, one of Sarah Page’s fans,” the housekeeper revealed.
As the conversation ended, the housekeeper’s familiarity with news rted to her employer
became evident.
Over the past three years, she had been employed by a kind and generous family, and she was
very content with her job.
During this time, she observed the young couple’s transformation from strangers to a loving pair,
seemingly detached at first, but now seemingly divine in their rtionship.
Whenever she returned home to teach her son, she would mention how she wished him to learn
from Mr. Marshall.
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However, things took an unexpected turn as Mr. Marshall, like many other men, started seeking
another woman after just three years of marriage.
On a particr Tuesday, something significant happened involving one of Sarah’s fans, and Troy
finally understood why Imogen had been so emotionally charged that day.
She had expressed her feelings, saying, “Am I just being wronged for nothing? Am I being scolded
for nothing?”
Troy couldn’t help but feel a mix of bitterness andplexity in his heart.
He quietly ascended the stairs and approached Imogen’s room, gently opening the door. Peeking
inside, he saw her sleeping soundly, a sight that made him realize she never locked her door at
night.
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Imogeny curled up on her side, her hair scattered on the pillow, and her small face almost
concealed beneath the nket. This posture indicated a sense of insecurity.
Memories of ten years ago resurfaced, when he had returned to the old house to find a new girl
there. She had timidly called him ‘Elder Brother,‘ and though he wasn’t particrly concerned about
the addition to the family, the girl’s polite and sensible demeanor left an impression. A decade had
passed, and on the corner he overlooked, she had grown into a strong and graceful woman, much
like a blooming plum blossom.
Troy decided not to disturb her as she was about to wake up, so he quietly left the room.
Around 8 o’clock, Imogen woke up, had breakfast, tidied up, applied makeup, and headed out near
9 o’clock. She hurried to Time Square.
Charlie waited in a coffee shop, waving at Imogen as she approached.
Entering the coffee shop, Charlie offered her a cup of freshly brewed coffee, saying, “I ordered it for
you, and it’s still hot.”
“Thank you,” Imogen replied, taking a seat on a high stool and sipping the milk tea through a
straw.
Charlie suggested, “Shall we go to the third or fourth floorter?”
Both areas were dedicated to clothing.
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Imogen sucked in the shaking jelly slowly and asked, “Why didn’t you invite Alex toe along?”
Charlieughed heartily, “Oh, he’s been working overtime these days! He’s juggling multiple
projects, and the demands from Sarah’s team are overwhelming him. He’s nearly exhausted.”
Imogen couldn’t help but burst intoughter at the description.
“Seriously, Alex’s in a tough spot. But Sarah’s figure is also quite petite,” Charlie added, her eyes
yfully shifting towards Imogen. “Unlike you, Imogen, your future children will definitely be
blessed.”
Blushing, Imogen replied, “Don’t talk nonsense.‘
Charlie persisted, “I’m not kidding, Imogen. Can you give me some tips on how you got them so
big?”
Imogen yfully bit her straw, refusing to answer the question.
Before getting married, her figure wasn’t as curvaceous, but things changed after tying the knot.
After finishing their coffee, the two friends left the teashop arm in arm and took the esctor to the
third floor.
The shopping guide weed them with a smile and tried to convince them to check out thetest
best–selling clothes in the store.
Imogen and Charlie each picked out two sets of clothes to try on in the fitting room.
“Imogen, your taste is impable. It fits you perfectly,” Charlieplimented.
The saledy was attentive nearby, continuing to persuade them.
When it was time to pay, Imogen opened her wallet and noticed the ck card tucked away in the
corner. She paused for a moment and then handed it to the cashier, saying, “Use this card.”
The cashier took the card with added respect upon seeing it.
Charlie couldn’t contain her excitement and eximed, “You’ve got it, Little Imogen! Take me along
as your rich sister! Help me out!”
Imogen yfully approached Charlie and lifted her chin with her index finger. “Sure, girl, spend
$14,000 a night with me.”
Charlie enthusiastically responded, “Not just one night, I’ll go for ten nights!”
They bothughed, and Troy’s phone rang with a text message notification.
Taking out his phone, he saw that it was a deduction message from the bank.
Imogen was using Troy’s card for her expenses.
“Who sent you a text message?” Sarah inquired, trying to glimpse his phone.
Troy quickly turned off the screen and replied, “It’s not important. Are you done with your
shopping?”
“Not yet, Troy. Can you see if this ne looks good on me? Does it match the bracelet
perfectly?” Sarah showed off the ne around her neck, adorned with a delicate wing shape
and a dazzling sapphire in the center.
“Yes, it looks very suitable,” Troy confirmed.
“In that case, I’ll take it,” Sarah decided.
Meanwhile, Imogen and Charlie exited the clothing store with their shopping bags and entered
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another store, this time a jewelry store.
“Let’s go in and take a look,” Imogen suggested.
Inside the jewelry store, the salesperson warmly weed them and asked, “Ladies, what can I
assist you with today?“,
“We’d like to take a look at some nes,” Imogen responded.
“Please follow me.”
As Imogen and Charlie moved inside the store, Troy, who happened to be there, looked up and was
momentarily taken aback.
Imogen also noticed Troy and their eyes met.
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