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Chapter 195 Stay Away From Me

“I save your ass, and all you have is a thank you, and then you kick me out. Imogen, are you sure you

want to kick down the ladder when I have done all this?”

Imogen was speechless for a few seconds, “Consider me kicked down the ladder. You didn’t keep your

word either. You said you wouldn’t follow me anymore. Don’t tell me you came on a business trip and

happened to be at the airport?”

“If I hadn’t followed you, I don’t know. what kind of injuries you would have gotten! How can I be

relieved when you lose your wallet and get hurt?”

“We’re divorced. It has nothing to do with you. You can ignore it.”

“You–”

Troy’s face clouded over abruptly, with unhappiness in his eyes.

Imogen’s face turned pale, and she took a step back subconsciously.

Troy took a step closer, his voice serious. “Say what you said just now!”

Imogen took a step back with flickering eyes. “We’re already divorced, and my affairs have nothing to

do with you, so you don’t have to care about me.”

Her voice was trembling, and her confidence was lacking.

Troy blushed even harder, a look of displeasure on his face.

Imogen tried to retreat but realized she had reached the wall and had no way back.

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She moved a little to the side like a little quail with her head scrunched. Troy reached out with his big

hand and cupped Imogen’s jaw, lowering his head for a kiss. The handsome face in front of her

suddenly zoomed in, and Imogen froze for a split second, reacted, and pushed hard against him.

“No…”

Troy’s shoulders were like a brick wall, and he wouldn’t budge no matter how much Imogen. struggled.

He sucked indulgently on Imogen’s soft, tender lips, his tongue running wild between her teeth.

Hot breaths entwined, and Imogen breathed heavily, growing more and more breathless.

Troy pushed back against Imogen’s teeth, the tip of his tongue probing in with ease.

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“Ah…”

Imogen closed her eyes and bit him hard.

Troy grunted in pain but didn’t withdraw. Instead, he deepened the kiss, letting the taste of blood

spread through both mouths.

Suddenly, something fell on the overlapping lips, and the tip of the tongue licked. It was salty.

Troy immediately let go of Imogen, only to see Imogen’s eyes red with tears.

Troy instantly panicked and lost his mind, his hands fumbling to help Imogen wipe the teardrops from

the corners of his eyes. “Imogen, Imogen, I’m sorry, it’s my fault, it’s my fault, don’t cry, okay, don’t cry,

I’m sorry…”

Imogen only wept silently and didn’t cry out, a depressing, suffocating feeling that left Troy breathless

and heartbroken.

“Imogen, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t force you. You can hit me or scold me, don’t keep silent.”

“Does it make sense to beat you, to scold you? Will you listen to me?” Imogen’s eyes were impassive

as she reached up and wiped the tears from her eyes. “Won’t! You say you like me but treat me as an

object. You haven’t respected me at all!”

“You will still follow me, watch over my life, against my will. There’s no freedom in my life, no privacy,

you can do whatever you want, and that doesn’t make any sense at all…”

Hearing Imogen’s last words, Troy’s heart was in an uncontrollable panic. “Imogen, I just want to see

you. If you don’t like it, I won’t follow you. Don’t cry. I’ll do anything you want.”

“I just want you to stay away from me!” Imogen’s eyes filled with tears, and when she blinked slightly,

they overflowed.

It was so hard, so hard for her to make up her mind to divorce him and let go of him. But he came to

haunt her, disturbing her life and stirring up her mind.

Troy’s face was full of frustration, and after a while, he said bitterly, “Okay, I promise you.“.

The next day, Imogen and Charlie signed up for a tour, a two–day trip to Great Ocean Road.

Their tour guide and the travelers from their group were all from New York State.

The tour group’s departure point was Geelong. Originally, there were about ten people on the bus,

sitting sporadically. Still, because they met their compatriots in an unfamiliar place, they didn’t have the

slightest sense of strangeness and familiarly talked to each other.

Seeing Imogen and Charlie get on the bus, the bus was quiet for a split second as the talking

continued.

Imogen and Charlie picked a seat side by side.

The young boy in the front seat greeted them with a smile. “Hello, ladies. Where are you you coming to

Australia for work or tourism?”

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The companion next to the young boy glanced at Imogen and turned his head away without saying a

word.

The uncle in front of the young boy was also enthusiastic. “You two don’t look like students.”

Charlie smiled and said, “We are here to travel. We come from New York City. How about you?”

When it came to their hometown, the tourists in the car came alive, saying the names of places. Those

who lived in the same place were close to each other, such as “I have a friend who lives in the same

place as you…”

Then seven or eight more people got in the car, the guide took a roll call, closed the door, and set off.

Once the car started, there was much silence in the compartment as they all did their own thing.

Some are chatting with friends, some listen to music with headphones, and some take photos of the

scenery along the way with a camera.

The young boy’s companion turned his head to look back and poked him with elbow, lowering his

voice. “Hey, look at those two girls back there, the one there looks like Imogen.”

“Who’s Imogen?” The young boy didn’t react at first.

“Did you forget? It’s Troy’s wife!”

The young boy remembered and looked at his companion in surprise. “Is it really that Imogen?” “It

looks like her. That’s her friend Charlie the makeup artist next to her.”

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They had gossiped about Troy and Imogen when the news first broke. They envied Troy for having

such a great family and being born to stand at the end of the line that ordinary people never reach in a

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lifetime.

The young boy wondered, “Didn’t she divorce Troy a while back if I remember correctly?”

“Yes,” sighed the young boy’s companion. Muttering in a low voice, “She sure could take a lot of money

out of Troy’s hands and turn out to be a rich woman! She’s married, but she’s young and rich. But the

other rich guys shouldn’t marry her, and she’s got money in her hands anyway, so maybe she could

even bag a younger guy. Whoever gets to be with her doesn’t have to work hard.”

The young boy quietly turned his head and glanced back.

Imogen was talking to Charlie. The lines of her side face were smooth and perfect, and not knowing

what she was talking about, and she smiled, her eyebrows arched, her lips red and teeth white, not at

all like a divorced woman.

Even if she didn’t have any money, based on her looks, he would want to chase her as a girlfriend, not

to mention that she was a rich woman…

The young boy’s companion added, “Her husband cheated on her, and she just divorced. It’s a

vulnerable time in her heart, and this is the easiest time to take advantage of the situation. Accompany

her through this sad time, coax her immediately, and you’ve got her.”

The speaker had no intention of hearing.

The more the young boy thought about it, the more his heart was about to move.

If he could take Imogen down, he wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of finding a job to earn

money!

The young boy turned off his cell phone and watched himself from the black screen. He thought he was

good–looking, the kind of look that mature women liked, and there were a lot of girls after him at

school.

He secretly made up his mind.

Because the tour had two days, the bus had plenty of time to make a short stop at Anglesea Beach. At

noon, the bus arrived in Lorne, and the tour guide and the driver moved out the barbecue grills one by

one to have a self–service seafood barbecue on the beach.

There aren’t many grills, and they need to be grouped by number.

The young boy took the initiative to call his companion and Imogen to form a group with them, polite

and positive. “Ladies, you guys go hang out on the beach. We’ll take care of the barbecue!”

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