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Chapter 194 You Who Can’t Be Seen

Troy took Imogen to the hospital for a check–up.

On the way, Imogen sent a message to Charlie. [Charlie, are you okay? I got stepped on and injured.

I’m heading to the hospital now. You go back to the hotel and wait for me.]

Charlie replied with an emoji that seemed to express relief after a close call.

[I’m fine.]

[Goodness, these fans are like a cult!]

[Is your injury serious?]

Imogen sent. [Not serious. Don’t worry.]

Charlie sent. [Did you go to the hospital alone? Where are you right now? I’ll come with you.] Imogen

glanced at Troy in the driver’s seat next to her. [I’ve already left the airport now. Just wait for me at the

hotel.]

After a few seconds, Charlie suddenly replied. [Imogen, I think I just saw dimwit earlier!]

Imogen’s heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at Troy guiltily. She felt like she had been caught in the

act, just like you secretly met your ex but got stumbling upon by their current partner. [Are you sure you

didn’t mistake someone else for him? How could he be here?]

After sending the message, Imogen stared at the screen anxiously, her heart racing.

[It’s probably my mistake. I can’t talk to you anymore. The bus is here. I’ll head back to the hotel and

wait for you.]

[Okay.] Imogen sighed with relief.

Imogen’s examination showed a mild concussion, and the doctor advised her to rest for a few days.

In addition, Imogen had numerous bruises on her body. The doctor prescribed an ointment to promote

blood circulation and relieve stasis.

Troy held the ointment in his hand, then turned to Imogen and said, “Let’s go. I’ll take you back to the

hotel.”

Imogen glanced at the ointment in his hand several times, but Troy acted as if he hadn’t noticed. and

instead put the ointment into his pocket.

Imogen had to speak up, “Could you give me the ointment? I’ll go back on my own.”

Troy stared at her with an unfriendly gaze. “Are you going to tear down the bridge now you have

crossed the river?”

Imogen averted her gaze nervously, tried to sound tough, and said, “I’ve already been examined, and

I’m fine. I can go back to the hotel on my own. If you take me back, Charlie might see us.”

“What’s the problem if she sees us? Are we doing something we shouldn’t?”

“It’s you who can’t be seen.”

Troy smiled. “Let me put it differently then. I’m heading back to the hotel, so it’s not a big deal to give

you a ride on the way, right?”

Imogen found no words to say.

How could she forget? Since Troy had been following her, he would definitely be staying at the same

hotel as her!

Back to the hotel room, Imogen stood at the doorway, glanced at Troy, and said, “I’m here now. You

can go.”

Troy didn’t even take a step back. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

Imogen shook her head firmly and said, “No!”

“You have injuries on your back. How are you going to apply the ointment by yourself?”

“I can ask Charlie to help me with it.” Imogen said cautiously. She kept a close eye on Troy to make

sure he didn’t overstep any boundaries.

“Fine, then you go inside. Once you’re in, I’ll leave.” Troy conceded and handed her the ointment.

Imogen looked at him skeptically, took the ointment, and asked, “Really?”

“Really.”

Imogen took out the room key from her pocket, swiped it, and with a beep, the door opened.

A sudden force struck her from behind as she turned to say something to Troy.

With a bang, the room door opened and closed.

By the time Imogen realized what was happening, she was already pressed against the inside of the

room door by Troy.

Imogen gritted her teeth and spoke with frustration, “Troy! You tricked me again!”

She would be a damn fool if she trusted Troy ever again.

A triumphant smile flickered in Troy’s eyes as he raised a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture.

Imogen was about to say something else when she heard Charlie’s voice from outside, “Imogen, you’re

back? What did the doctor say?”

Imogen clenched her mouth shut and glared at Troy.

After a moment, they heard Charlie muttering to herself, “Huh? Did I hear it wrong?”

When Charlie returned to her room, Imogen immediately pushed Troy away. “Get out!”

Troy took the ointment from her hand without changing his expression. He walked over to the sofa, sat

down, and opened the ointment box. “I’ll help you apply the ointment. Once it’s done, I’ll leave.”

Imogen raised her hand to her forehead in exasperation.

“If you want to spend more time with me, you can keep dragging this out.” Troy said with a smirk.

Imogen glared at Troy with eyes as sharp as knives.

Resignedly, she grabbed a box of cotton swabs and placed them on the table. Sitting down beside

Troy, she lifted her skirt to her knees.

Her once flawless and fair legs were now covered in bruises of various shades. There was even a spot

that seemed to have been pressed by a high heel, leaving a deep indentation with broken skin around

the edges.

Emotions stirred in Troy’s deep eyes as his large hand gently stroked the bruised skin on Imogen’s

legs. “Does it hurt?”

To be honest, as long as you didn’t touch it, it didn’t hurt.

But Troy’s touch was too light, as gentle as a feather brushing over her skin, making Imogen shiver with

goosebumps.

“If you’re going to apply the ointment, do it quickly!”

Troy’s face darkened. He squeezed the ointment onto a cotton swab and applied it to one of the

bruised areas.

“Ah!” Imogen gasped, caught off guard by the sudden pain. “Troy, can’t you be more gentle?”

“Sorry, you said to do it quickly, so I forgot about the pressure.” Troy said it casually as he squeezed a

bit more ointment.

Imogen glared at him again in frustration.

This bastard Troy must be doing this on purpose!

The ointment applied to her skin was cooling and soothing.

As Imogen looked up, she saw Troy’s serious expression. His gaze was focused and concentrated, as

if he was dealing with something important.

From Imogen’s perspective, Troy’s long and thick eyelashes were distinct, his nose was high and

straight, and his features were well–defined.

Suddenly, Troy lifted his gaze, locking his eyes with Imogen’s.

Imogen quickly averted her gaze, pretending to look elsewhere casually.

“Is there any other place on your body that’s injured apart from your back?” Troy smiled lightly.

“No.”

“Then lie down on the sofa.”

Imogen laid down on the sofa, remembered something, and turned to look at Troy as he lifted her

dress. She quickly got up, holding her dress down, and said, “My back is fine. You don’t need to apply

the ointment. You can go now.”

“Don’t try to be brave. I promise not to look, and I promise to behave.”

Imogen hesitated.

Troy directly pressed her down, “Don’t hesitate already. It’s not like I haven’t seen it before. The injuries

are more important.”

Imogen knew that nothing good would come out of Troy’s mouth!

Her dress was lifted up to her back, and the cool breeze made her feel a shiver down her spine,

especially on her thighs and buttocks.

The cool ointment was applied to the wounds, and after discarding the cotton swab into the trash bin

and placing the ointment on the table, there was a moment of silence. After two seconds, Troy said,

“I’m sorry. But you do realize I need to look to apply the ointment, right?”

For a few seconds, Imogen was stunned. Then suddenly, she realized what he meant, and her face

turned red. It was hard to tell if it was from embarrassment or anger.

“Troy Marshall! You get out of here!”

Imogen grabbed a pillow and threw it at Troy.

Seeing Imogen’s annoyed expression, Troy’s eyes flickered with a hint of amusement. He caught the

pillow and threw it back onto the sofa.

In her anger, Imogen picked it up again and hurled it at Troy.

Troy caught it again and said, “Don’t be angry. I’m leaving now.”

He

put down the pillow and turned to walk out.

Chapter 194 You Who Can’t Be Seen

“Stop right there!”

Suddenly, Imogen called him back again.

Troy stopped in his tracks, looking at Imogen with a puzzled expression, and asked, “Did you suddenly

realize you can’t bear to part with me?”

Imogen’s lips twitched, and shouted, “Dream on, you wish!”

She stood up from the sofa and walked up to Troy, speaking earnestly, “Troy, considering you saved

me this time, I won’t hold you accountable for deceiving me. I’m going back to my country now, and

from now on, don’t follow me anymore!”