Chapter 332.2


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    Chapter 332.2 Can I Go Up? (2)


    In response to his puzzled gaze, Imogen calmly picked up the umbre on the ground. “Do you


    need it? If you don’t need it, I will take it back.”


    “I don’t need it, and I’ll go back as soon as you go up.”


    “Then I’ll take it.”


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    Imogen carried the extra umbre into the lobby of the apartment.


    Troy looked at her back. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips tightened.


    “Boom.”


    The deafening thunder resounded through the sky, apanied by lightning that tore the sky


    apart, instantly illuminating the surroundings.


    The rain grew more and more urgent, ttering like war drums, like thousands of horses galloping.


    His figure became increasingly blurry in the rain.


    Ten minutester, Imogen appeared in Troy’s sight again.


    want to go


    back?!”


    She came to him angrily, gritting her teeth. “Don’t you


    Troy was startled. “Why did youe down again?”


    Imogen looked at him angrily, red at him, turned around, and left without saying anything.


    She didn’t go up just now and had been staying in the hall, just wanting to see if he could leave.


    Sure enough, he didn’t leave.


    If she went up directly, would he have to stand here all night?


    Imogen thought, “Troy’s purpose in doing this was to make me soften my heart, so he seeded.”


    Troy was stunned.


    After taking two steps, Imogen paused, turned around, and stared at him. “Aren’t you going up?”


    After speaking, she didn’t look at him either and continued walking towards the apartment.


    Troy smiled slightly and followed up.


    Imogen walked into the elevator first, nced at Troy behind him, and rolled her eyes silently.


    In the elevator, water kept dripping from his body, and a small puddle soon umted.


    “Imogen, you are willing to give me a chance, right?”


    Imogen didn’t answer and frowned. “Charlie has already rested. After entering the doorter, you


    should move gently and go directly to my room. Don’t stay in the living room, understand?”


    “Yes.”


    Troy was very satisfied to be able to enter the room.


    This was something he got by putting on his face.


    The elevator stopped. Imogen came to the door, put on slippers, and entered the password.


    Troy looked at her as if she were a thief, with a hint of amusement shing in his eyes. Imogen


    looked at Troy and made a “shush” posture. She gently opened the door and shook her


    head at Troy.


    Troy entered silently and walked directly towards Imogen’s room.


    Imogen walked behind. She gently closed the door and quickly walked back to the room.


    Before closing the door to her room, she looked back and took a breath.


    From the gate to the entrance of the house, the ground was dripping with water stains.


    It came from Troy.


    Imogen turned around and red at Troy. “Take off your clothes. I’ll go mop the floor.” After finishing


    speaking, she closed the door and went to the bathroom to get a mop. Imogen had just finished


    mopping the water stains on the ground and quickly put the Just then, the next door opened.


    mop back.


    Charlie came out of the room with a water ss and was stunned for a moment. “Imogen, did you


    mop the floor?”


    Imogen nodded and pointed casually. “Yes, I just saw it was a little dirty there.”


    Charlie walked to Imogen’s room. “By the way, lend me your makeup remover. I just realized that I


    forgot to bring my makeup remover back.”


    Seeing that she had touched the door handle, Imogen was shocked. “Wait!”


    Charlie paused, then turned to look at Imogen. “What’s the matter? You react so loudly. It’s like


    hiding a man in the room.”


    “I just remembered that I seem to have run out of makeup remover. Why don’t you use my dual–


    purpose facial cleanser, which is on the sink,” Imogen said with a smile as if nothing had


    happened.


    “Alright.”


    Charlie turned towards the bathroom.


    Imogen breathed an almost invisible sigh of relief.


    She put the mop back and was about to go back to her room.


    Suddenly, she heard Charlie say again, “Imogen, why are your trousers wet?”


    Imogen looked down and saw that her trousers were sshed with rain.


    “You didn’t just go downstairs with a soft heart, did you?” Charlie raised her eyebrows and Imogen a


    meaningful look. “Let me see if Troy is still there.”


    She went to the window and looked down.


    Nothing could be seen.


    gave


    “No, I identally got wet while washing the mop just now.” Imogen thought in a hurry. “How could I


    be soft–hearted?”


    “Maybe, don’t forget you are like…”


    Imogen immediately interrupted her, “Aren’t you going to get some water? There is no hot water in


    the thermos bottle. Go and boil some.”


    “Oh.” Charlie turned to the kitchen to get a kettle.


    Imogen immediately went back to the room and locked the door.


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