Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 199

Chapter 199 Set Her Free 

“Hmm…” Imogen closed her eyes, couldn’t help but clasp Troy’s neck with her hands, and responded enthusiastically. 

The two had a French kiss, and Troy slowly leaned her back, pulling out a transparent and ambiguous silver thread in between, which finally broke from the middle. 

eyes 

fixed on Imogen’s 

He had a look of forbearance on his face with his brows lowered and his expression, and he adjusted the rhythm of his hands. Imogen narrowed her eyes slightly. Her face flushed, and eyes were blurred. She barely opened her red, moist lips and let out a flirty moan. 

Troy’s other hand immediately covered Imogen’s lips, blocking back the soft hum she hadn’t uttered yet. 

Imogen frowned slightly. 

She closed her eyes, panting more quickly, and let out an unbearable low hum from her throat. Suddenly, she tensed up and her eyes were closed tightly, but her complexion was as beautiful as a flower. She was weak and her arms slid down from Troy’s neck feebly almost fell to the ground. Troy supported her in time, pulled out his fingers, and wiped the liquid on her skirt. His voice was hoarse, “Imogen, are you feeling better?” 

Imogen leaned against his chest, closed her eyes, and didn’t respond as if she was asleep. 

It seemed that it should be relieved a little. 

Troy supported Imogen’s waist and helped her to sleep more comfortably. 

The helicopter landed on the rooftop near Geelong Hospital, Troy helped Imogen tidy up clothes and immediately carried her to the hospital. 

When Imogen woke up, it was already early the following day. 

The sun was shining on her pillow. 

She opened her eyes and saw the snow–white ceiling. 

The clear and crisp bird chirping came from outside the window, full of vitality. 

She looked at the furnishings in the room and wondered, “This looks like a hospital.” 

Wasn’t I traveling on the Great Ocean Road? 

Why was I here? 

Imogen closed her eyes and tried hard to recall what had happened last night. 

With a “squeak,” the door opened and closed, and someone came in. 

Imogen subconsciously opened her eyes to look and met Troy’s eyes. 

Troy walked quickly to the hospital bed and asked, “You’re awake. How do you feel?” 

“I’m okay…” As soon as Imogen spoke, she felt her throat was dry and uncomfortable. 

her 

Troy immediately got a glass of water, raised Imogen’s head, and brought it to Imogen’s mouth. 

Imogen took two sips and turned her face away. She asked, “Why are you here?” 

“Why am I hère? Do you remember what happened last night?” 

Imogen closed her eyes and thought about it for a few seconds, only remembering that she seemed drugged. 

She was in a daze and couldn’t remember more clearly. 

After a while, she said softly, “Just a little.” 

She opened her eyes, looked at Troy indifferently, and sighed, “You are still following me, aren’t you? Troy, when can you let me go?” 

Facing her cold gaze, Troy froze.