Chapter 263


    Chapter 263 Are You Throwing Yourself to Me


    The simple two pieces of fabric were hung with straps, which were very conspicuous on the empty


    balcony.


    Imogen raged instantly, embarrassed and ashamed, with a bit of anger she yelled, “Troy! You…”


    “What about me?” Troy followed her gaze and asked with a trace of amusement in his eyes,


    knowingly.


    Imogen gritted her teeth and red at him fiercely. She didn’t want to quarrel with him over this


    matter in front of Grace, so she rushed directly to the balcony and took off her swimsuit.


    She folded her swimsuit several times and was about to put it into her pocket when Troy grabbed


    her wrist with his big hand and snatched it from her. “What are you doing?”


    “What do you think I’m doing?” Imogen broke free from his wrist and reached out to grab the


    swimsuit.


    Troy stretched his long arm. Imogen couldn’t reach it several times, and she was so angry that she


    looked at him with her hands on her hips. “Give me the clothes!”


    “This is mine. Why should I give it to you?” Troy was confident.


    Imogen looked at him in disbelief, unable to believe that he was so shameless. “Yours? That’s


    mine…”


    “You threw it away, and I picked it up. It’s mine!”


    Imogen opened her mouth, but her mind suddenly got stuck. “But…”


    “But what?” Troy asked, “Am I wrong?”


    Imogen’s face was flushed, and she suddenly didn’t know how to refute.


    Her face was blushed, her eyes were moist, and she was very angry but had nowhere to vent, like a


    puffer fish that had been puffing up all the time.


    Troy couldn’t stop smiling. He put the swimsuit on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly. “It smells so


    good!”


    Imogen had goosebumps all over her body, her ears were dripping red, and her lungs were about to


    explode. “Troy! Could you, could you be more shameless?”


    “Yes.” A dark light shed in Troy’s eyes. He smiled presumptuously and whispered something in


    Imogen’s ear.


    Imogen’s face flushed red, her watery eyes red at him, her chest heaved up and down with


    anger, and she couldn’t speak, “You, you…”


    He… he actually said just now that he wanted to use her swimsuit to…


    Troy smiled half–heartedly, looking at Imogen’s bulging little face. He folded the two small clothes


    seriously and


    put them in his pocket. “Don’t worry, I will keep this well.” Imogen was stunned.


    Herplexion turned blue and then red. She red at Troy, turned around with a cold snort,


    turned, and left.


    Suddenly, she rushed back and reached for Troy’s pocket with lightning speed.


    However, Troy was prepared. He held her wrist and pulled it smoothly before she reached into


    his pocket.


    Imogen was unsteady, eximed, and threw herself into Troy’s arms.


    She heard Troy’s yful voiceing from above. “Imogen, are you throwing yourself at me?”


    Imogen’s ears were extremely hot, so she quickly supported his chest and got out of his arms.


    “Shut up!”


    In the past, Troy had always been a man of longing in her heart. He was calm, rational, courageous,


    and exuded the charm of a mature man. He was exactly the type she liked.


    For some reason, recently, she suddenly felt that Troy seemed to be a different person, and he was


    mean.


    He was like the little boy in grade school who liked to tease people, which made her want to p


    him in the face.


    Imogen came out from the balcony and looked around, and Grace was not there in the living


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    room.


    “Grace?”


    “Imogen, I’m here.”


    Grace’s voice came from the room.


    Imogen took a deep breath, put her fingers together, and pped her face.


    When the enthusiasm on her face gradually receded, she pushed open the door of Grace’s room.


    “Why did you suddenly go back to the room?”


    Grace got off the bed and said with a smile, “I was afraid of disturbing you and Troy.”


    Imogen was speechless.


    “Let’s go, and I will take you to y in the back mountain.” Imogen waved helplessly.


    Grace immediately trotted over and asked, “Is Troy also going?” as she came out of the room.


    “He won’t go.”


    “I’ll go.”


    Two voices sounded in unison.


    Grace’s eyes widened, and she rolled her eyes, looking back and forth between Imogen and Troy.


    “Troy, are you going or not?”


    Imogen gritted her teeth and looked at Troy, ring at him and saying, “He is not going.”


    She had a kind of momentum of fighting him to death.


    Grace looked at Troy and tilted her head.


    Troy smiled helplessly. “Grace, I’m not going. You can go y with Imogen.”


    “All right.”


    Imogen yed with Grace all morning. When they were eating in the restaurant at noon, Grace


    asked her, “Imogen, we are going back in the afternoon. Do you want to go back with us?”


    Imogen paused.


    In fact, she wanted Charlie to pick her up in the afternoon.


    Since she had already made an appointment with Erik to meet again in three days, there was no


    need for her to go back with the bus,


    It was just that she really didn’t want to stay with a certain elementary school boy.


    Imogen nced at Troy next to her.


    Troy was also looking at her. His eyes were unfathomable, and he was concentrating on observing


    the expression on her face.


    Seeing Imogen looking over, Troy looked away and smiled. “Why are you looking at me?”


    Imogen said coolly, “It would be great if you could disappear on the spot.”


    Troy smiled. “Sorry, I can’t make that happen.”


    Imogen snorted expressionlessly and sent a message to Charlie.


    Charlie said that she was in the Franco family and couldn’t leave because of something.


    Imogen rubbed her forehead helplessly, and it seemed that she had to be in the same car with


    Troy.


    She said to Grace, “When are you leaving?”


    Grace answered, “Before dinner.”


    “OK, I’ll go with you.”


    Troy withdrew his gaze from the screen of her mobile phone and looked at her tenderly, and a smile


    shed in his eyes.


    She had no intention of going back with the bus and Erik.


    It seemed that the arrangementst night was effective. Most likely, she and Erik had already


    broken up.


    As soon as the topic changed, Grace said to Troy, “Tory, will my grandmae for Christmas?”


    “She shoulde, Grace. You can call her after returning home.” Troy stretched out his hand to


    help Grace with food.


    Imogen’s eyes rolled, and she nced at Troy’s pocket next to her indiscriminately.


    Seeing that Troy was talking seriously to Grace, she calmly took a bite with an indifferent face, put


    down her fork, picked up the drink with her left hand, and took a sip. Her right hand quietly slipped


    off the table and slowly touched Troy’s pocket.


    She nced down and found the right ce to stick in her hand.


    Suddenly, a big hand caught her.


    Troy smiled and nced at her meaningfully.


    After being caught, Imogen felt embarrassed and withdrew her hand angrily.


    However, Troy clenched even tighter, wrapping her small hand with his big hand kneading her


    lightly.


    “Let go,” Imogen whispered.


    “Imogen, your hands are so soft.”


    Troy smiled, took her hand to his lips, and kissed the back of her hand lightly before letting her


    1. go.


    The warm and soft touch made Imogen feel goosebumps all over her body. She immediately wiped


    the back of her hand and nced at him. “Where are my clothes?”


    “What clothes?”


    Seeing him pretending like he didn’t know, Imogen burst into anger. “You know what I’m talking


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    about!”


    Troy smiled. “Imogen, are you stupid? How could I carry those two clothes with me?”


    As he said that, he leaned over and whispered in Imogen’s ear, “I put it under my pillow, and every


    day from now on…”


    Imogen immediately reached out and covered his mouth.