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Chapter 55

Chapter 55 A Wild Gamble

An hour had passed since breakfast.

Imogen estimated that Henry must have woken up by now, so she and Troy went back to Henry’s ward.

There were now two more people in the room. They were Troy’s aunts, Judith and Maria.

In the corner, there were boxes of gifts, indicating that someone had come to visit Henry. “Hey, Troy and Imogen are here.”

“Judith, Maria.” Imogen and Troy greeted them.

It seemed that Henry was still asleep.

“Go sit by Grandma,” Try told Imogen.

There was a coffee table and a couple of chairs in between. Worried that Imogen might not see- clearly, Troy guided her to the sofa beside Layla and sat down.

“Such a loving couple,” Judith teased, seeing them together.

Judith had seen the news about Troy and Sarah.

However, she didn’t take it to heart. She believed that most men were the same. Regardless of how much they messed around outside, they always had to focus on their family.

“That’s for sure. Troy and Imogen are the most compatible couple I’ve seen,” Maria added with a

flattering smile.

She had a slightly more distant relationship with the Marshall family, relying on any little business that trickled down from the Marshalls to make a living. Upon learning that Henry was in the hospital, she immediately came to express her concern in front of the Marshall family. Troy smiled faintly, chatting with Maria. “How’s my uncle doing lately? I heard he recently acquired a small factory…”

Maria was visibly pleased that Troy was not annoyed and even took the initiative to engage with her. She quickly responded, “Yes, he’s trying to expand into the luggage business…”

Troy exchanged a few more words, and Maria’s happiness was evident.

The conversation eventually took a turn.

Maria’s gaze shifted to Imogen and Troy. “Troy is almost thirty now, and Imogen isn’t young either. When are you guys planning to have a child?”

After her remark, both Judith and Layla turned their attention to Imogen and Troy.

“Exactly, you two should have a child by now. Imogen is at the right age, so she could recover pretty soon after giving birth,” Judith agreed,

Imogen and Troy exchanged a glance

Imogen instinctively placed her hand on her lower abdomen.

She already had a child, but she didn’t dare let the child’s father know,

Troy smiled and said calmly, “We don’t have plans for a child at the moment.”

Imogen’s fingers tightened slightly, but her face remained composed as she nodded in agreement.

“I understand. You young people want to enjoy each other’s company for a while.”

Layla muttered, “I’ve reminded them a few times. Every time, they just brush it off. I want them to

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have a kid as soon as possible, but who knows how long I’ll have to wait?”

Neither Imogen nor Troy spoke.

They chatted in the ward for a while longer until Maria stood up to leave. Layla also sent Troy to work, suggesting he didn’t need to stay in the ward all the time.

As the two left, Judith sat down beside Imogen and whispered softly, “Imogen, here’s my advice. It’s better to have a child with Troy sooner rather than later. Don’t let some other women snatch the opportunity. Once you have a child and secure your position, you won’t be easily affected even if he has a lot of affairs.”

“Thank you for the suggestion, Judith. I’ll consider it,” Imogen replied, though deep down she couldn’t help wondering if Troy would want to stay by her side once they had a child.

She only dared to think about it, and she didn’t dare to gamble on it.

Gambling with the life growing within her wasn’t something she could afford.

Henry spent three days in the ICU before being transferred to a regular ward after being examined by Willard.

Imogen had been resting at the hospital during these days, visiting Henry every day to chat with

him.

Her eyes were gradually improving, and she could see things more clearly than before.

Layla spent most of her time at the hospital, keeping Henry company.

Henry disliked being in the hospital. He was eager to leave the hospital as soon as he left the

critical care unit, but with Willard’s help, they managed to persuade him.

“Can’t you understand? Staying in the hospital for a few more days won’t hurt you. What’s so bad about it?” Layla sat by the bedside, peeling fruit while growling.

Henry muttered softly, “I don’t like staying in the hospital. I know my own body.”

Just as he was speaking, Troy walked in from outside. “Grandpa, you should listen to Mr. Brooks and stay here a few more days. We’re worried about you.”

Henry remained silent.

Troy glanced at Imogen on the couch, then approached the table and placed the items he was holding on it. “I passed by a shopping mall and bought you this.”

It was a Black Forest cake from Imogen’s favorite bakery.

Imogen’s face lit up as she thanked Troy.

She couldn’t wait to unwrap the packaging and savor the cake.

Troy looked at Imogen’s smiling face and also couldn’t help but smile. He sat down next to her and softly advised, “Take your time eating.”

Imogen looked up at him and asked, “Do you want to try it?”

After asking, she suddenly remembered that Troy didn’t like sweets.

“Sure.” Troy looked into her eyes and nodded gently.

Imogen was slightly taken aback but used her fork to pick up a piece of cake and offered it to Troy Troy ate it without hesitation.

Seeing their interaction, Layla’s face lit up with a smile. She joked, “Troy, didn’t you bring anything for Grandma and Grandpa? Did you forget about us?”

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“It’s not just that he didn’t bring us anything. I remember Troy used to dislike cake the most. He wouldn’t even touch it. But now…” Henry looked at them with a knowing smile.

Layla couldn’t stop grinning. “Troy really cares for his wife. Who knows? We might have a great– grandchild soon.”

Upon hearing their words, Imogen blushed slightly.

Since Henry fell ill, Troy had been staying with her in the ward. They had been together all the time and shared the same bed as if they had returned to the past.

Without Sarah, without the divorce agreement. They were just a normal, content couple.

Troy looked at the rosy hue on Imogen’s cheeks and smiled.

“Enough teasing,” Henry said, looking amused. “Imogen, after all these years, you still love the

sweets.”

Because she always felt bitter, she craved sweet things to satisfy her palate. Over the years, it had

become a habit.

“Grandpa, please don’t make fun of me.”

After finishing the cake, Imogen stood up, threw the packaging in the trash can, but somehow stumbled forward as if tripped by something.

Quick as lightning, Troy caught her, his arms circling her waist. Their gazes locked, and he said, “Why are you so careless?”

Imogen steadied herself, holding onto Troy’s shoulders. “I’m sorry, I got a bit dizzy just now.”

She wasn’t dizzy. Her eyes had not fully recovered yet.

Troy carefully helped her sit on the couch. “Did you hurt yourself?”

“I bumped my knee against the corner of the table just now.”

Troy knelt in front of the couch. “Which side?”

“Left.”

Gently lifting her long skirt, Troy found a purplish bruise on her fair knee.

Troy pressed it gently, but Imogen stopped him. “Don’t. It hurts.”

Troy stood up and looked at her. “Don’t move. I’ll get you some ointment.”

“It’s not a big deal, really.”

“Well, it still needs attention.”

Troy left the room quickly.

Imogen lifted her head and met the slightly ambiguous gaze of Henry and Layla. She suddenly felt

a bit embarrassed.

Layla cleared her throat. “This brat seýms to be more considerate now. Imogen, you don’t have to be polite with him. If you need anything, just ask him.”

Imogen blushed and nodded slightly.

“Grandma, I get it.”

Troy returned with the ointment. He crouched down in front of Imogen, carefully wiped her knee with an alcohol swab, and then applied the ointment with a cotton swab.

Imogen watched him, and a strange feeling stirred within her.

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His gaze was as if he was looking at something precious.

Troy finished applying the ointment, covered the area with a small piece of gauze, and then let down Imogen’s skirt. “All done.”

“Ahem! Imogen, Troy, now that I’m here taking care of your grandpa, you two should go You’ve been here too long.” Layla said.

back.

Henry chimed in, “Yes, go back. I have your grandma, nurses, and caregivers here. Nothing’s going to happen.

“You don’t have to spend all your time here with me. Imogen has been in the hospital for days and hasn’t gone out. She must be bored. Troy, take her out for dinner and some fresh air.”

“Grandpa, I’m fine.”

“Imogen, I know you’re Nial, but don’t just think about me. Take care of yourself as well!”

Imogen looked up at Troy.

Troy nodded gently. “Grandpa, Grandma, we’ll leave then. If you need anything, make sure to

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Henry waved his hand dismissively. “We know, we know. What could possibly happen to me? This is a hospital, after all.”

“Let’s go.” Troy looked at Imogen and reached out.

Imogen held his hand. “Let’s go. Goodbye! I’ll come to see you again tomorrow.”

Hand in hand, they left the room.

As they exited the room, Imogen let go of Troy’s hand, and he felt a sudden emptiness.

He clenched his fist and spoke, “Where would you like to eat?”

“Let’s go to the new restaurant on Derby Road. I heard it’s pretty good.”

“Okay.”

They arrived at the garage together. With Imogen in the passenger seat, Troy drove toward Derby Road.

While in the car, Imogen received a call from the police.