Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

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Covered in blood, Troy stood at the door of the emergency room, motionless and in a daze. None of

the passers–by didn’t cast their eyes on Troy.

His tall and straight figure stood there like a pillar supporting the sky.

Just then, Troy arched his back and stooped, looking extremely fragile, as if he would fall to the ground

if someone touched him.

A man passing by patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, “Bro, don’t be worried. Although your

wife had a miscarriage, she can have another child after body conditioning!” Troy closed his eyes, and

as he opened them, his eyes were bloodshot and widened.

He turned around silently and hit the wall of the corridor with his fists, with his knuckles instantly

became red and swollen.

Then he hit again and again….

He didn’t stop until the walls were stained with blood and the white bones on the back of his hands

were exposed.

Troy leaned his back against the wall feebly. The piercing pain, guilt, and oppression made him grasp

for breath.

Maybe it was because of the shock of Henry’s death or the exhaustion of the recent few days that Troy

lost his usual patience with Imogen…

How could he lock Imogen in the room alone?

What the hell he locked Imogen in the room alone!

Troy clearly knew Imogen was pregnant…

He knew that their unborn child was weak…

He really deserved to be damned!

Troy closed his eyes.

He understood that the chances of keeping the child were slim.

But Troy still held a glimmer of life–saving hope in his heart.

Otherwise, what he faced would be the loss of the child and even the complete loss of Imogen.

Seeing Troy’s craze, the man was in astonishment. He sighed and took out the cigarette case and

lighter to hand them over, “Bro, if you feel sorrowful, just pick one.”

Troy looked down at the cigarette in the hand of the man and took it silently. He walked to the exit of

the fire escape, lit the cigarette, and took a puff between his teeth.

What Imogen said was wrong.

Imogen shouldn’t be to blame.

Troy was the one who killed Henry!

At this moment, recalled slowly, Troy couldn’t forgive himself for what he had done recently! He was

wrong at the beginning.

He misjudged his feelings towards Imogen, mistook the guilt towards Sarah as love, and divorced

Imogen.

So Imogen didn’t dare to tell Troy the news of her pregnancy. She knew nothing about and didn’t get

the due treatment during her pregnancy.

pregnancy

Troy thought, “If I took good care of Imogen when she was pregnant at the very beginning, the child

would be healthy in Imogen’s belly, and there would be fetal movement…”

If Troy hadn’t brought Sarah back domestically, Imogen wouldn’t have wanted to divorce him, and

Henry wouldn’t have worried about him constantly and gone to see Sarah.

Henry seemed to be doing it for Imogen but actually for Troy.

Because Henry knew that once Troy divorced Imogen, he would be the one who regretted it the

most.

He was the murderer who killed Henry!

It was just that Troy might disappoint Henry again.

The marriage that Henry tried his best to preserve for Troy would end in divorce.

The light of the operating room turned green.

Troy immediately stubbed out the cigarette butt and walked over.

Cigarette butts and ash fell all over the stairs.

It was the same doctor as last time, and she found out the identities of Troy and Imogen later.

Troy’s cheating was already the tacit fact of everyone.

The doctor told Troy that he should let Imogen stay in bed for pregnancy protection, keep her mood

stable, and make Imogen take medicine on time. But how could this kind of thing happen! It could also

be seen that Troy’s attention was paid to his mistress, and he didn’t show his care to Imogen. His

clarification made at that time might be because Imogen was pregnant.

The doctor shook her head and sighed, “The child failed to be kept, so we made induction. The patient

is still in a coma, and it will be very difficult for her to be pregnant in the future.”

What the doctor said was very euphemistic.

The doctor thought, “Fortunately, they already had a child. It’s fine if the child is healthy. But if the child

was unhealthy, the man would definitely have a mistress for healthy children.”

“I see.”

“The child has already taken shape, and do you want to have a look?”

Hearing this, Troy paused and remained silent for a long time. “Can I take this child away?”

“Sure.”

According to hospital regulations, children born to women with infectious diseases must be disposed of

as medical waste, while children born to healthy women could be taken away by their parents.

As a burst of pungent disinfectant smell came, Imogen slowly opened her eyes, with her brain. blank

for a few seconds.

Soon, she restored her consciousness.

She recalled what happened before she fell into a coma and stroked her abdomen with a hand that

was not dripped.

That slight arc in her abdomen disappeared.

The child was gone.

Chapter 153 She Finally Couldn’t Keep the Child

Finally, she still didn’t keep it.

Imogen looked at the ceiling, with her eyes quickly filled with tears. As she blinked, tears flowed down

her temples.

‘What Charlene said was right.

I am a plague!

All my relatives will leave me one by one!

First my grandparents, my father, Grandpa Henry, and then my

children…

Probably I had the fate of being alone all my life.‘ Imogen thought.

Standing outside, the window, Troy watched Imogen wiping away her tears silently, with his heart

painful as if being crucified with his blood–shedding.

This incident was physically and mentally a huge blow to Imogen.

Troy plucked up his courage to open the door and went in. He walked slowly to the bed and said softly,

“Imogen, are you awake? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?”

“Get out!”

Imogen closed her eyes, not even wanting to look at Imogen again.