Chapter 201
Chapter 201 Did Jeremy Satisfy You?
Imogen drove her car to Gxy Vi.
She couldn’t help but slow down as she approached the section near the vi.
There was an inexplicable feeling when being close there.
Imogen took a deep breath and calmed down.
The car stopped at the gate of Gxy Vi.
The license te number was still in the security monitoring of the apartment, and the gate lever
was raised. She stepped on the elerator, drove in, and stopped outside the vi.
Sue was cleaning in the courtyard, and when she heard the sound of the car engine, she looked up,
put down the broom–in surprise, and came up to her. “Mrs. Marshall, you are back!”
Imogen smiled faintly, “Sue, I’m divorced from him, so stop calling me Mrs. Marshall. I’m here today
to pick up Mochi.”
Sue said kind of pitifully, “Ms. Forbes, Mochi is not here now.” Imogen was surprised. “Mochi isn’t
here?”
“Yes.” Sue sighed, “It’s all my fault. I hugged Mochi to y in the yard some days ago. It may
be because it is too young to have strong immunity or because the yard is too humid. Unexpectedly,
Mochi got ringworm. So Mr. Marshall sent Mochi to the pet hospital.”
Ringworm was not life–threatening, but it would cause hair loss in cats. It would spread all over the
body in severe cases, and the treatment cycle was very long. If it was serious, external medicine
might not be helpful. But Mochi was too young, so internal medicine might be harmful to its liver.
Imogen was worried. “Which pet hospital is Mochi in?”
“Well… I don’t know.” Sue shook her head apologetically. “Mr. Marshall sent it to the hospital but
didn’t tell me where it was.”
Sue said again, “Mr. Marshall is at home now. How about you ask him?”
Imogen was silent for a few seconds, and the scene that she and Troy ended on bad termsst time
appeared in her mind.
Well, sooner orter, they still had to meet.
“Okay, then I’ll ask.”
Imogen stepped into the living room, went straight to the second floor, and knocked on the door of
the study.
After two seconds of silence, a deep voice came from inside. “Come in.”
Imogen pressed the doorknob, pushed the door open, and entered.
Troy was concentrating on theputer screen without raising his head as if he thought the person
who came in was Sue. “What’s the matter?”
Imogen took two steps inside. “Well, excuse me… Which pet hospital is Mochi in?”
Hearing her voice, Troy looked over in surprise. Seeing that it was Imogen, he naturally leaned
back on the chair, withdrew his hand from the keyboard, and ced it on the armrest. When tapping
the armrest lightly twice, he asked tly, “You? What did you just say?”
“Which pet hospital is Mochi in? I’ll pick it up when it recovers from ringworm.” Imogen
repeated. “Why do
you
ask me? I don’t know.” Troy moved the mouse and continued to look at theputer seriously as if
he had some important work to do.
If Imogen walked behind Troy, she would see the desktop on theputer screen.
And if Imogen had an avatar who came to the study early, she would know that since Imogen exited
the car, Troy had been watching her from the window. When he saw Imogen enter the living room,
he quickly sat behind the desk and turned on theputer, pretending to be working
hard.
Imogen paused. “Sue said you sent it to the pet hospital.”
“I had something to do that day, so Lane sent it to the hospital.”
Imogen felt a bit speechless.
“All right. Then I’ll call and ask Mr. Jordan. Thank you. You can proceed with your work now.”
After speaking, Imogen took two steps back, grabbed the doorknob, and wanted to close the door
and leave.
“Wait,” Troy said suddenly and stopped her.
Imogen stopped. “Is there anything else?”
Troy was about to say something when his phone on the desk rang suddenly.
He gestured to Imogen to wait a moment and answered the phone. “Hello… Well, Sue has been at
the vi all the time… You cane to visit the house at any time… The price can be discussed
later…”
Lane, on the other side of the phone, was confused. “Mr. Marshall? What are you talking about?”
“That’s it. I’ve got to go first.” Troy hung up the phone without changing his face and put the phone
on the desk, but his eyes kept falling on Imogen’s face. He didn’t want to ignore the slightest
expression change on Imogen.
Lane was puzzled.
Was Troy trying to sell the vi?
Imogen silently bit her lower lip.
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It seemed that Troy had thought it through clearly and decided to say goodbye to the marriage of
the past three years.
He might prepare to marry Sarah.
Wasn’t this precisely what Imogen wanted?
Didn’t she also want to sell the vi at that time?
But why did she feel a little disappointed in her heart after knowing the news?
Maybe she hadn’t gotten used to it yet, and it would be fine in the future.
Imogen ealmed down. “Are you going to sell this vi?”
Troy observed the expression on her face carefully. “I have this n.”
“It would be best if you sell it. Since you’re divorced, it’s useless to keep it.” Imogen said lightly,
“By the way, what did you want to say just now?”
Seeing that Imogen was indifferent, Troy became furious.
His
eyes were rageful, and he couldn’t help but speak nonsense, “How is your trip to Australia? Did
Jeremy satisfy you?”
Imogen’s face turned pale. Then she took a deep breath. “Is this what you wanted to say? Then,
thank you for your concern. Jeremy is young and has good physical strength. I am happy with
him!”
Troy’splexion turned incredibly dark. He got up and approached Imogen step by step, gritted
his teeth, and paused after every single word. “Good physical strength? You, are, happy?”
“Yes.” Imogen nodded calmly, staring directly at Troy. “Is there anything else?”
Troyughed in anger. “Imogen! Very well!”
He quickly calmed down when he left the ward that day, knowing Imogen was deliberately pissing
him off!
But after calming down, he became even angrier.
To get rid of him, she could even say those words!
Did she really hate and loathe him so much?
After returning, he had been paying attention to her news in Australia. He knew Jeremy had been
arrested, so now she was still intentionally angering him!
“Thank you for thepliment.”
“Do you really want to get rid of me that much?” Troy squeezed out these words through his teeth. “I
don’t need to get rid of you because we are divorced and have our respective lives. If you have
nothing else, I’ll leave first.”
Imogen turned around to leave, but Troy grabbed Imogen’s wrist. “Don’t go!”
“Let go of me!”
Whenever they met, what she said most was to remind him of their divorce.
Troy’s eyes were filled with rage, and he looked at Imogen deeply, full of helplessness.
Were they really over?
He was not reconciled!
Their eyes met, but Imogen looked away. “Can you let go of me?”
“I have something for you.”
“What?”
Troy let go of Imogen’s hand, went to the bookshelf, took out a small box, and handed it to Imogen.
“These are things I gave you earlier. I won’t take them back since they have been given to you. So
you should take them away.”
After speaking, he couldn’t help butugh at himself. “Don’t you want to keep Jeremy? These things
are worth a lot of money if you sell them.”
This was the jewelry box she returned to Troy earlier.
But Imogen didn’t want to keep these things. She would only feel sentimental as she saw them.
“You can just keep them. If you insist on giving them to me, then help me sell them and wire the
money directly to the orphanage. I’ll leave first. Goodbye.”
Imogen turned around, left the study, and went downstairs.