Chapter 5: Not Divorce?
Imogen felt her entire body tremble. Tears blurred her vision as she heaved a series of heavy sighs. Bitterness and pain hit her, wave after wave.
She had never seen Troy this gentle and happy before. He had always been stoic and quiet with her for the past three years.
Imogen comforted herself by thinking that it was just simply his nature. Always quiet and indifferent.
She lied even to herself.
Now, she witnessed that all her beliefs about Troy weren’t true. He could be gentle and caring, but only for a different woman.
The two passed by her car. They didn’t even notice that it was Imogen‘ s. Not even Troy.
“Mrs. Marshall, you‘ re home. Do you want anything for dinner?” The servant politely asked. Her smile faded when she noticed the traces of tears on Imogen‘ s face
Her question, however, fell on deaf ears. Imogen moved like a robot, walking toward
her bedroom in a daze.
As soon as she closed the door, Imogen leaned on the wall and slid to the floor. She had lost all of her strength.
She couldn’t hold it in anymore. Tears flowed down her cheeks again. She tightly clasped her chest, feeling the pain spread from her heart to her entire body.
She went through so much in her life. Her parents divorced when she was young, so she knew how hard it was to have a broken family. The last thing she wanted for her baby was to have the same life she had.
She wanted her child to grow up in a complete and happy family.
But what could she do now?
After an hour, the maid softly knocked on the bedroom door. “Miss Imogen, your dinner is ready.”
Imogen closed her eyes. She cleared her throat and muttered, “Thanks. I’ll be out soon.” Then, she went to the bathroom to wash her face..
She was wiping her face with a towel when she suddenly remembered Troy‘ s message.
“The gift…” she whispered. She wondered what gift he had bought her.
Curious, she went to the closet and looked for Troy‘ s suitcase.
A soft gasp escaped her lips when she opened it.
It was a limited–edition record signed by her favorite singer.
Imogen carefully lifted the record and hugged it in her arms.
And just that, the pain she felt from earlier slowly subsided.
At least he remembered something she loved. He even remembered to bring her a gift.
‘At least he didn’t forget me, right?‘
The next day, Imogen woke up, in bed aloné.
She sat up for a long time, still in a daze.
‘He probably stayed at Sarah s place last night,‘ she thought.
She released a sigh. She should have been mentally prepared for a long time before.
Or else, she wouldn’t have felt this way–like her heart was about to explode, and her mind was going crazy.
Suddenly, Imogen heard the doorknob click. The door swung open, revealing Troy, who looked at her worriedly. He dashed to the bed and studied her pale face.
“What’s wrong, Imogen? Are you okay?”
Imogen stared at him in surprise. A feeling of joy and hope rose in her heart. She got out of bed and shook her head.
“I’m fine.”
Troy frowned. “What happened? Tell me.”
“Tell him?‘ She inwardly scoffed.
That I don’t want to let him go?‘
Should I tell him that I didn’t want a divorce?
‘He bought me a meaningful gift. He didn’t stay with Sarah last night. Does this mean that he still cares for me?‘
‘If I tell him I don’t want to end our marriage, will he stay?‘
With faint hope and confidence, Imogen turned to him and opened her mouth. But before she could speak, Troy added, “Even if we get divorced in the future, I will still be your brother. You can tell me what bothers you. Just like the old times.”
Imogen blinked. Her knees trembled, making her stumble backward. She felt as if there was suddenly no air in the room. All of her thoughts vanished in an instant, leaving her mind blank.
After a few moments, she looked at Troy and gave him her sweetest smile. “Of course. But really, I’m fine. You should go downstairs. I’ll just wash my face.”
Troy’s brows remained furrowed. He sighed and said, “Imogen, we haven’t divorced yet. Are you really planning to act cold and distant toward me now?”
Imogen pursed her lips, suppressing the bitterness from her throat. She smiled again. and shook her head. “What are you talking about?”
Troy narrowed his eyes at her. “Fine. If you don’t want to tell me what’s really
bothering you, I won’t push it anymore. I’ll go to the company first.”
Without waiting for her reply, Troy got up and marched out of the room.
As soon as he closed the door, the smile on Imogen’s face dropped. Silence filled the room. She didn’t know what to do anymore.
‘Why is he suddenly angry?‘
‘Now, he’s acting impatient just because Sarah has returned?‘
Imogen fisted her hands in frustration. For the nth time, tears pooled in her eyes again.
Imogen arrived at the company on time. There were no traces of pain or tears in her face.
“Miss Imogen, we just received a phone call from Ms. Xena Wilson‘ s agent,” her assistant said, panicking.
The new clothing line of McKesson, Marshall Group of Companies‘ brand, would be launched soon. Xena, the new rising star, would be the face of the brand.
Xena had gained the public’s attention with her youthful and beautiful image, which was very in line with the company‘ s theme this season.
“What’s the matter?”
“She didn’t say anything, Ma’am. However, she insisted that you should talk to her.”
Imogen nodded and grabbed the phone. “Hello. This is Imogen Forbes.”
“Hello, Imogen.”