Chapter 321.2


    Chapter 321.2 Do Not Give Up on Me (2)


    “Give up on you? When did I give up on you…”


    When Imogen learned the truth today, he couldn’t help but me Troy.


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    But she also knew that Troy yed a crucial role in Leo’s turning himself in.


    She respected Leo as an elder brother, but Leo was his elder brother who grew up


    He would only feel more ufortable.


    with him.


    Therefore, despite all theints, she would not change her attitude towards Troy in the future.


    “Then… can you stop interacting with Yohan?” Troy said with a hint of hope in his tone.


    If she could agree, he would treat what happened today as if it never happened.


    Imogen was surprised when he heard this. “It’s impossible, Troy, don’t be ridiculous.”


    Although Leo confessed his crime, Yohan had helped her catch Jeff and was her photography


    teacher. How could they no longer have contact?


    A trace of sadness shed across Troy’s eyes.


    Sure enough, she didn’t agree….


    She said he was being ridiculous.


    “Is there anything else? If not, I’ll go up.”


    Imogen broke away from his arms, pressed the up button, and entered the elevator.


    Leo stood there, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.


    Imogen exited the elevator and entered the password to open the door.


    The living room was dark.


    She


    put on her slippers and sat down on the sofa. She found that Charlie had sent a Facebook message


    when she turned off her phone, saying that she was going on a business trip for a few days and that


    the high–speed train was leaving this afternoon.


    Imogen replied to Charlie, wishing her a pleasant journey.


    In the middle of the night, Imogen was awakened by a violent knock on the door.


    In the dark, she was very sleepy and not yet conscious.


    “Knock, Knock, Knock…”


    Another string of voices came.


    Imogen woke up this time. She blinked and confirmed that someone was knocking on her door.


    Who could it be in the middle of the night?


    Imogen had wanted to ignore it, but the sound was endless.


    She angrily turned on the bedsidemp, lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, left the room, walked to


    the door, and turned on the living room light.


    “Who is it?” she shouted towards the door.


    She was answered by several knocks on the door.


    “What the hell are you doing?!”


    Imogen gritted her teeth and opened the electronic lock monitoring with night vision function.


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    Chapter 321.2 Do Not Give Up on Me (2)


    The angle on the screen was a bit strange, but Imogen could still tell from it that the person


    knocking on the door was… Troy.


    With furious rage, she opened the door and said, “Troy, what’s wrong with you… hey, what are you


    doing…”


    Before she finished speaking, Troy, leaning against the door, fell over. Imogen spent a lot of


    strength to support him.


    A strong smell of alcohol hit her face.


    Was he drinking in the middle of the night?


    How dare he drink? Did he forget about his stomach illness?


    “Troy?”


    No one responded.


    Imogen supported him hard. “Are you okay?”


    Troy closed his eyes, breathing heavily, and still didn’t answer, as if he was drunk to death.


    She didn’t know how much he drank, and he couldn’t even stand still.


    But he was so drunk that he could still find her home?


    Imogen was so angry that she really wanted to throw him out the door.


    But it was still cold now, especially at night…


    Imogen mmed the door with one hand and helped Troy to the sofa with difficulty.


    Suddenly, Troy tripped over the coffee table beside him and threw himself straight towards the


    sofa.


    Imogen was caught off guard, feeling the world was spinning. When she reacted, she was already


    pressed under Troy.


    She raised her eyes and saw that Troy had opened his eyes at some point. She hurriedly pushed


    him and said, “Troy, get up.”


    Troy’s eyes were extremely deep, staring at her unblinkingly.


    Imogen was a little scared and swallowed. “Troy, it’s already early in the morning…”


    Troy suddenly lowered his head. His handsome face came down, blocked her mouth, and bit her


    lips roughly.


    “Wait…”


    The smell of alcohol filled Imogen’s nose, her brain became dizzy, and she couldn’t breathe. She


    pushed him hard, but Troy was as motionless as a mountain.


    He grabbed her two slender wrists, raised them above her head, and pulled off her pajamas with


    his other hand.