Chapter 223

Chapter 223 Do You Prefer the Older

Troy shook his head. “If Emily cared about Grace, she wouldn’t force Grace to stay away as her thoughts.”

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Imogen wouldn’t hurt or spoil Grace, and Grace liked her. Why couldn’t she be allowed to take care of Grace?

Imogen smiled and said, “It is human nature. If it were my child, I wouldn’t let people I hate get in touch either. Don’t have to be overly harsh on Emily.”

After hearing Imogen’s words and recalling Emily’s insults to Imogen, Troy frowned and looked at Imogen. “If Grace wishes to stay, I will get her a permanent residence permit as my daughter. Your name will be written in the biological mother’s column for a healthy upbringing for her.”

Imogen was stunned for a moment and looked at Troy blankly.

Troy said calmly, “This is the result of my thoughtful consideration. What do you think?” Outsiders didn’t know much about their marriage. No one should suspect anything if the public were told Grace was their daughter.

It was probably the best choice to avoid rumors.

Imogen nodded. “It’s okay. But it’s still too early to say that.”

Grace’s vacation lasted a month at most.

How could one short month make her give up the four–year lifetime in Lyon?

Troy looked at Imogen intently.

They could only sit and talk so peacefully when talking about Grace.

Troy observed Imogen’s expression carefully and asked unconsciously, “I heard from Grace that you guys had lunch with Erik today?”

For a moment, he wanted to ask her directly if she liked Erik but didn’t.

He backed off, thinking, “If she answers yes, what should I do?”

“Yes,” Imogen hadn’t yet realized that the topic was slowly changing and took a cup of coffee from the bag on the table. “Hey, this is what Grace said to bring for you.”

Troy glanced at it and smiled faintly. “You know I don’t drink this.”

When talking about Erik, she didn’t have any particular expression.

He breathed a sigh of relief shallowly, thinking that she shouldn’t like Erik or not enough to do so. Of course, she did know that.

But even if she had reminded Grace, Grace would have tried to buy more in different ways.

“Do you know why I only drink black coffee?” Troy asked suddenly.

Imogen looked at him in surprise and shook her head.

Leaning lazily against the back of the sofa, he turned his head with a pair of beautiful eyes that were bright, shining under the harsh golden light. “I’m getting older, so I have to control the proportion of my sugar intake. Once a man gets married, it’s easy for him to get fat, especially for men in their thirties. It takes a lot of time and effort to recover after their body goes out of shape. It’s not like an energetic young man who just graduated from college.”

Imogen laughed out, not expecting it to be because of this.

Compelled by his eyes, she didn’t realize there was a trap in his words and casually said, “Young

people are vigorous, but they have minimal experience and aren’t steady enough in their dealings. Although one’s appearance may not be maintained very well when one gets older, how he deals with society and life experience will be much more than that of young people. Of course, it’s not all like that.”

“Then do

you prefer the older or the younger?” Troy asked slyly.

“Of course I like… It depends on the person.” Imogen almost blurted out.

eyes.

She looked away, constantly feeling that there was something else in his Troy calmly said, “That’s also true. Perhaps it’s because of the current environment. Many young people choose not to work hard, and there are even quite a few people like Jeremy who want to reach the top in one step by taking shortcuts.”

He secretly hinted that Erik was the same as Jeremy.

young

But Imogen didn’t get his meaning and said instead, “Maybe. But there are also motivated people, just like Erik. The last time he received a notice to work overtime, he went to the office. even without eating.”

Troy’s face darkened. “I think I heard Nicolas say that Erik is now interning at Marshall Group’s Research and Development Center?”

“Um,” Imogen answered.

Troy asked, “Do you want me to have someone take care of him a bit?”

Taking care of Erik until he didn’t have time to come out and have dinner with her.

Imogen glanced at him. “No.”

She wondered, “Doesn’t he dislike giving favoritism? Why did he mention that suddenly?”

Only then did Imogen realize that the topic seemed to have changed a lot, and she had actually sat on the sofa and talked to Troy for so long!

She stood up abruptly. “I’ll go and see Grace.”

Troy exclaimed, “Imogen!”

“Anything else?”

Standing up, Troy slowly walked before her, his eyes darkening. “Once, I asked you if there was someone you liked, and you said yes. Who was that person?”

That old man was hiding pretty well!

Lane had already passed on the details of Imogen’s experiences during college, but he still couldn’t find that person!

Imogen glanced at him defensively and said casually, “It’s Liam. Don’t you know?”

“No, it’s not him.”

“It’s him. Believe it or not!” Imogen turned and walked away.

Troy pulled her wrist. “You also said that person doesn’t like you. But Liam likes you.”

Imogen pursed her lips, unwilling to answer. She looked at Troy coldly. “Let me go!”

Her avoidance made Troy increasingly certain that the person she liked should be the one who got her pregnant!

“Are you not answering because you don’t want to, or did you forget because of the car accident?” Troy asked sternly.

She had forgotten that she had ever given birth. Could she have forgotten that person as well? “Let me go!”

Troy kept silent and thought, “Imogen’s attitude clearly showed that she hadn’t forgotten about that person. She was simply protecting that person and didn’t want to tell him.”

Troy’s eyes darkened, and he was almost crazy with jealousy in his heart.

Instead of letting her go, he held Imogen into his arms as quickly as possible, pressing her head at the back and kissing her.

“Mmm!”

Staring wide–eyed, Imogen put her arm against Troy’s chest and struggled hard to push back, but it

was useless.

He kissed her rosy lips in a domineering manner. With one free hand cupping her jaw, his tongue pushed forcefully against her teeth, dominating her territory without refusal.

Imogen struggled in vain and stomped on Troy’s feet several times in anger.

Just then, a small round head poked out from the bedroom. Watching the two kissing, Grace immediately covered her face with both hands and peeked through the cracks in her fingers. “Troy and Imogen, what are you doing?”

Taking the opportunity to push Troy away, Imogen took two steps back and wiped her mouth in disgust, saying, “Grace, don’t leave tonight. Sleep with me.”

Grace’s puzzled eyes were filled with surprise. “Okay!”

Imogen turned her head to look coldly at Troy. “You can leave now.”

She thought, “I’d be an idiot if I ever let Troy in again in the future!”

Grace was speechless and thought, “It turns out that Imogen asked me to stay just to get rid of Troy because she didn’t know how much longer I wanted to play.”

Imogen’s disliking gaze hurt Troy’s heart.

He tried to say something. But Imogen looked away, not even wanting to look at him.

Troy had no choice but to take a look at Grace.

Grace lowered her eyes with some guilt and finally couldn’t help but betray. “Troy, just leave. I’ll sleep with Imogen tonight.”

The offer was too tempting.

Other kids slept with their moms. She didn’t have a mom, so she always slept alone.

What would it be like to sleep with Imogen?

He paused and took a breath, saying calmly, “Okay, I’ll call someone over to bring Grace’s clothes. and supplies…”

“Don’t bother. There’s a supermarket nearby. I’ll take Grace to buy it later.”

.. Okay.”

Troy turned to leave.

Suddenly, he stopped in the doorway as if remembering something else. “By the way, you promised to treat me three dinners. Offset one by accompanying me to a reception tomorrow night.”