Chapter 162 You Still Love Me
Troy squeezed the divorce certificate in his hand hard, the knuckles of his finger turning white. For a moment, he wanted to tear it to shreds desperately!
The staff took two marriage certificates that had already been stamped void and asked, “Do still want this? If you don’t want it, we will destroy it.”
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“Yes!” Troy took it and stuffed one of them into Imogen’s hands.
Imogen froze and didn’t say anything, putting it in her bag along with the divorce papers. “Let’s go.”
“OK.”
On the way back, Imogen opened the window of the car, and the cold wind blew on her face, which was cold and piercing.
She looked at her face in the right rearview mirror, expressionless.
Her heart was not as relaxed as she imagined, but rather heavy.
The subtle sourness and pain slowly climbed to the tip of her heart.
It’s not very painful, but the whole chest was oppressed and uncomfortable.
Imogen struggled to keep her eyes open, so Troy wouldn’t see her wet eyes.
From the age of sixteen to twenty–five, close to ten years, even if she had raised a dog and suddenly left, she would still be reluctant to part with it, let alone a person.
That was the man she had liked for ten years.
He was a ray of sunshine in her cold, dim life, the direction she was trying to chase.
He had melted into her life as a habit. How could it be possible to let go in just a short time?
It’s just that she hasn’t warmed his heart after all these
years.
It was just that after all these years, she hadn’t warmed his heart after all.
So she wanted to let go.
Imogen pushed down the pain inside and tried to raise a smile.
Goodbye, sixteen–year–old Imogen.
From now on, she would say goodbye to her past and start a new life!
“Troy,” Imogen suddenly called out.
“Yeah?” said Troy as he looked in the rearview mirror and saw Imogen’s calm smile.
He loved to see her smile.
But, just for the moment, how the smile on her face stung.
She must be so happy in her heart to be rid of him once and for all and be able to be with Liam, right?
“I know that you are not satisfied with this marriage. You have lived a very depressing life within these three years. Actually, I have always owed you an apology for holding you back for so long. Now that we are divorced, I sincerely wish that you will be able to be with your beloved, love each other forever, and live a happy and fulfilling life.”
Troy had said pretty much the same words to her the last time he’d been to the Courthouse.
At the time she heard his blessing, it was like tearing her heart and blood, and she owed the reply. After being so long late, she was finally able to calmly return this blessing to him.
Troy felt like crying inside, his eyes burning. He hastily lowered his eyes.
She really didn’t love him to be able to say something like that to bless him.
However, his beloved is about to divorce him, how can he live happily ever after?
Beep…
Just then, a yellow supercar ignored the red light and came straight down the street on the right.
At that moment, it was too late to brake, and Troy’s pupils crinkled as he thought nothing of steering right.
The two cars collided head–on.
Bang…
The loud noise shook Imogen’s brain blank for a moment.
She felt a twinge of heaven. She slowly came to her senses from the passenger side of the car after it stopped in place.
She turned her head slightly through the pain and saw Troy slumped over the steering wheel, blood running down his temple.
The sharp sound of brakes, her father’s bloodied face, the burning up car, the grim face of the truck driver, a familiar scene came back to her once again.
The face of Imogen was white, covered with cold sweat, her body could not help trembling, and the scene in front of her eyes became more and more blurred, and then she lost consciousness.
When she woke up again, Imogen realized she was in a hospital.
She sat up and was about to call for the nurse when she saw Troy lying in the other bed. He had a band of gauze wrapped around his head, an IV hanging from the back of his hand, and was unconscious in a hospital gown.
He was so tall that the sickbed could barely accommodate him.
Imogen’s heart tightened for a split second at the thought of what had happened before she passed out, and in a panicked frenzy, she swooped down to Troy’s bedside and took his hand tightly in hers. “Troy? Wake up!”
Her heart jumped into her throat.
She had never been that scared, scared that Troy had been like his father, in a coma after a car accident, never to wake
- up.
She hadn’t forgotten that the truck had come from the right in the first place, against the
passenger side where she was riding.
Back then, if my father hadn’t turned the steering wheel to the right and used his body to protect her, then he wouldn’t have died, but she would have died.
Just like this time.
Troy also left the danger to himself.
Could it be that even Troy was leaving her?
No matter how much Imogen yelled, Troy, in the sickbed, didn’t respond at all.,
Imogen’s eyes reddened as the fear in her heart grew. “Troy, please come back!”
She thought she had been able to let it go peacefully, but when she saw Troy lying lifeless on the bed, her heart felt like it was being clutched and kneaded by a big, invisible hand, and her whole heart seized up.
If anything really happened to Troy, Imogen wouldn’t forgive herself.
She was a calamity, always bringing all kinds of bad luck to those around her!
The person who should be damned should be her!
“Don’t cry, I’m fine.” A hoarse voice rang out.
At the sound, Imogen looked up, only to see Troy’s eyes open some time ago.
His head was wrapped in white gauze, his eyes looked at her deeply, his hair was slightly disheveled, and his handsome face was a little pale, instead of having a fragile beauty. Imogen was unconsciously stunned.
At that moment, she seemed to hear her own heartbeat.
“What? Shocked with joy?” The corners of Troy’s lips quirked slightly, making him even more
handsome and clear.
Imogen swallowed, her heart welling up with endless joy and gladness, averting her eyes and wiping the tears from her own face. “No… I’m glad you’re okay.”
“How are you? Are you hurt?”
Imogen shook her head, “No, I’m fine, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? I’ll call you a nurse.” When she finished, she didn’t wait for Troy to say anything and got up and immediately went to call the nurse.
When the nurse arrived, Imogen eagerly asked, “Nurse, is his injury serious?”
“Him?” The nurse glanced at Troy in the hospital bed, “Two broken ribs and some concussion, nothing serious, just need to be hospitalized to recuperate.”
Imogen was finally relieved to hear the nurse’s words and sat down on the sickbed, still in a state of shock.
After the nurse left, Troy looked at Imogen fondly and asked softly, “Why were you in such a hurry just now? Afraid that I’ll die?”
Imogen didn’t answer his question. She just let her gaze go and looked out the window blankly. “That year, my father also tried to save me by hitting the steering wheel right in the middle of an emergency, exposing himself to death… Just now, when I saw you lying on the steering wheel without moving, I suddenly thought of before.”
“Don’t be afraid. I’m not going to die and leave without you as suddenly as your father did.” Troy soothed softly.
Imogen let out a soft sigh of relief, with a kind of relief that she had survived the disaster, and at the same time, she had mixed feelings in her heart.
She was the one who over–panicked just now. If Troy was really dead, he would be lying in the morgue, why would he be in the ward?
Thinking of a moment of danger, Troy took a straight right on the steering wheel.
Her father did that as a piece of father–daughter love.
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But Troy…
Did he realize that if the accident had been any more violent, he would probably have been killed?
“Imogen, you still care about me, don’t you?” Troy looked at her with hopeful eyes. It was as if a spark had been sown in his heart and a fire of hope had been kindled.
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