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Chapter 23 ,2

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With closed eyes, she could feel the darkness enveloping her, void of any light.

But the kiss didn’t happen as she expected.

Imogen looked around.

Troy took a step back and said, “Sorry, I’ll go to the guest room. You should get some rest.”

He stood outside the door, closed his eyes, and tried to forget what had just happened.

He had almost kissed her.

He was losing control.

How could he still want to kiss Imogen when he was about to divorce her and marry Sarah?

He tried to convince himself that he was merely reacting to Imogen’s beautiful body. When she stood naked in front of him, he was just a normal guy with natural physical responses.

Troy rubbed his forehead.

Imogen stood there, stiff, listening to the heavy sound of the door closing.

The air around her felt cold, seeping into her skin.

She quickly pulled up the blanket, wrapped it around herself, and curled up in the corner of the bed, hiding her head in the blanket. Crystal tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, soaking the bedding.

His cold departure had felt like a slap in the face.

He showed a hint of tenderness, and she fell for it. She felt so cheap!

Not long ago, he had asked her to toast Sarah. But when he pushed her a little, she couldn’t help but turn against him!

He didn’t spare a glance, for her as she left the room.

He must really care about Sarah.

She had hurt herself again.

He probably thought she was worthless.

To him, she was just a toy. He didn’t mind pampering her when he was in a good mood or tossing her aside when he was sad.

She was even crazier than Sarah.

Imogen reminded herself not to expect something that didn’t belong to her anymore.

She hoped to quickly dissolve the marriage.

She didn’t want to stay here anymore. She wanted to leave and be with her father.

To give birth and raise her child in peace, she desired to leave her job and go to a rural area characterized by mountains and rivers.

Boom-

Thunder roared outside.

Imogen woke up from her thoughts, her heart pounding in her chest.

She stared into the darkness, taking deep breaths and wiping the sweat from her brow.

Flashes of fire and blood filled her mind, the haunting scenes of violence and death refusing to

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fade away.

Every time she closed her eyes, she could hear the sharp, abrupt sounds and see her father’s body soaked in blood and exposed bones.

Boom and rumble-

Imogen clenched her teeth and shivered, her face becoming increasingly drenched in sweat.

Her breathing quickened, and the scenes before her eyes blurred even more.

This wasn’t right.

Imogen propped herself up and got out of bed. She rummaged through boxes and cupboards until she found her medication. Unscrewing the bottle, she poured out a pill.

But as she was about to take it, she suddenly remembered that she was pregnant and couldn’t take this medication anymor

Imogen shook her head and set the pill back down. She curled up into a ball.

Just a little longer, and everything will be fine.

Thunder continued to roll outside, with rare lightning illuminating the dark night, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

The sound of the door handle turning suddenly came from the room.

The voice was soft, but in the silent room, it was clear.

Imogen felt like a startled cat, her hair standing on end. She became tense, staring at the door, huddled under the blanket, and only daring to open one eye to peek. She didn’t dare to breathe or

move.

The room’s door was now open.

A tall figure walked toward the large bed.

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