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Chapter 58 Entering the Living Room

Troy brought Sarah to see Henry.

He had entered the house with his lover to visit Henry.

Imogen’s heart was clouded, as if cold raindrops were pouring down in a storm, making her feel chilled.

Why was he treating her like this?

When they were being affectionate, he was called away by a phone call from Sarah. He hadn’t sent

any messages but brought Sarah to the hospital to see Henry.

Where did that leave her, his wife?

Imogen stood at the hospital room door, listening quietly to the conversation.

Sarah’s voice carried a hint of flattery. Henry and Layla didn’t seem very warm in their response,

“Thank you for your kind words, Ms. Page.”

As they spoke, Layla turned the conversation toward Troy. Her tone was tinged with reproach.. “Troy,

didn’t you go back with Imogen yesterday? Why are you here today alone and with Ms. Page, too? Ms.

Page must be very busy with work, and so are you. Why trouble her to come here? What if the media

gets wind of this and starts spreading rumors? It would affect Ms. Page’s reputation.” Sarah quickly

replied, “Grandma, I wanted to come myself. I heard Grandpa was hospitalized, and I was very worried,

so I asked Troy to bring me.”

Layla frowned. “Troy, why do you share everything with outsiders? Ms. Page, I’m not talking about you.

I just don’t want people trying to take advantage of the situation to find out that Henry is in the hospital,

bring gifts, and impose on us here. It would be annoying.”

Sarah interfered in Troy’s marriage and tried to fool Henry and Layla. Layla had been polite in her

words.

Sarah’s face turned pale, and she looked at Troy with a hurt expression.

“Grandma, I’m sorry. I chose to bring Sarah here on my own. If you want to blame someone, blame

me,” Troy said.

He had looked for Sarah the previous night for a long time before finding her.

After not seeing him for several days, Sarah had felt very insecure. She had started thinking irrationally,

even hurting herself.

Troy had no other choice but to show his commitment to Sarah through this gesture to reassure her.

Henry’s face darkened, and he suddenly started coughing heavily, clutching his chest.

“Grandpa,” Troy stepped forward with concern.

Layla supported Henry. “Ms. Page, you’ve visited us. But Henry is not feeling well and can’t entertain

guests for long. You should go. Troy, have someone drive Ms. Page home and bring Imogen here.”

“Okay.” Troy replied, “Sarah, let me take you out.”

“Wait, Ms. Page, you go ahead. I have something to say to Troy,” Henry suddenly said.

Sarah stopped and looked at Troy.

Troy signaled her to go ahead. “Grandpa.”

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Chapter 58 Entering the Living Room

At this, Imogen turned and headed to the restroom.

She didn’t want to see them right now.

She waited in the restroom for a while, assuming that Troy and Sarah had already left, and then.

went out.

Unexpectedly, she ran into Sarah at the restroom door.

“Imogen, so you’ve come to the hospital,” Sarah said with a smile. “Why aren’t you going into the ward?

Why are you hiding here?”

“Of course, I wanted to spare you some embarrassment so that I wouldn’t have to see you being driven

out of the room by Grandpa and Grandma, feeling utterly ashamed.”

Sarah’s smile froze.

Imogen looked at her expression, smirked, and walked past her.

“Imogen,” Sarah called out from behind her. “Why are you in such a hurry? I have something to say to

you.”

Imogen stopped and turned to look at Sarah. “Aside from Troy, I don’t think there’s anything for us to

talk about. Or will you list all your memories with Troy in front of me again? Is that all you have left?”

“No, you’re wrong,” Sarah said, crossing her arms and a hint of smugness in her eyes. “What I have to

say concerns you.”

Imogen raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything.

She knew Sarah wouldn’t have anything good to say, so she should have turned and walked away. But

her legs felt like they were filled with lead, and she couldn’t move.

Sarah walked up slowly, a graceful smile on her face. “I heard you had a car accident a few days ago.

The person who hit you was my fan. Do you know why they did that?”

Imogen looked at Sarah calmly.

Sarah continued, “Because you’re the homewrecker between me and Troy!”

Imogen laughed. “You can only say this to my face. Who’s the homewrecker here? You know it very

well. You’re showing off in front of me. Aren’t you afraid I’ll set the record straight in the media and label

you the homewrecker?”

Sarah laughed loudly.

“What are you laughing at?” Imogen asked, puzzled.

“I’m laughing at how utterly foolish you are. In the eyes of the media and the public, you’re the

homewrecker!” Sarah responded.

Seeing Imogen’s silence, Sarah continued, “You’ve been kept in the dark for so long. You wouldn’t be

saying such things without checking your Instagram.”

Imogen’s heart skipped a beat. Her vision had been blurry in the past few days, especially when

Tooking at her phone or other electronic devices. She rarely used her phone and hadn’t checked

her Instagram in days.

What had happened in the past few days?

Why had no one told her?

Was Troy keeping it from her?

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“What? Are you afraid to look?” Sarah asked.

Imogen’s hands hung down. Her fists clenched, nails digging into her palms, leaving crescent–shaped

marks.

Imogen knew that Sarah was trying to provoke her.

The more Sarah provoked, the less Imogen could let her succeed.

“Haha, Imogen, didn’t you claim to be Troy’s wife? Don’t you even trust him? At least you realize that

Troy doesn’t like you. You see, I made a phone call yesterday, and he couldn’t wait to see me. He even

brought me to meet Grandpa and Grandma. Troy and I would have been married if it wasn’t for you. He

loves me, not you. You’re the homewrecker!”

“I’m not! You’re the homewrecker, Sarah. Don’t try to brainwash me with your words. I won’t fall for it.

When I married Troy, you two had already broken up. I didn’t interfere in your relationship. You

interfered in ours.” Imogen’s voice choked up as she spoke word by word.

“So why won’t you check your phone? I know you don’t dare to look because you know it in your heart.

You’ve already accepted that you’re the homewrecker between me and Troy!”

“Hmph!” Imogen chuckled, “Is it just checking a phone? What’s there to be afraid of? Even if the media

and people online accuse me of being the homewrecker, does that change the fact that you’re the

homewrecker?”

Imogen knew she shouldn’t check her phone.

But her hands seemed to have a mind, quickly taking her phone out of her bag and opening Instagram.

Her Instagram had hundreds of unread comments.

Imogen’s finger trembled as she clicked into them.

The latest Instagram post had tens of thousands of comments, which had piled up unknowingly.

She braced herself for the insults and accusations, but the timing surprised her.

The first comment accusing her of being the homewrecker was from several days ago. August 16th.

What had she done that day?

Imogen tried to remember. It seemed like a Saturday when she had watched a ballet with Troy and

picked him up from the club that night.

They must have been photographed.

Imogen turned off her phone’s screen and looked at Sarah coolly. “I saw it. So what? Those people are

just following the trend led by the media. Do you expect me to take their words seriously?” Sarah

laughed heartily. “Imogen, you are foolish. Haven’t you wondered why you’re only finding out about

something from a few days ago now? Why has no one cleared your name?”

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