Chloe Reed finally passed out.
As she drifted in and out of consciousness, she felt someone pick her up and lay her on a soft, warm bed. The wound on her knee was being treated.
She gasped in pain.
She couldn’t help but burst into tears.
"Walker, it hurts so much..."
She thought things were still like they used to be, when even the slightest scrape would have him rushing over to comfort her, his heart aching, and she would take the opportunity to whine playfully for his affection.
She had grown accustomed to that dynamic.
In her dream, Walker held her, tenderly kissing her eyes and brows, his soft voice soothing her.
As her tears rolled down, he kissed each one away.
But this only made her cry harder. She grabbed his collar, her voice breaking into sobs. "Why are you so good to Sunny Reed? I hate her! I hate her so much, and you should hate her with me! But you’ve changed. You’ve fallen in love with her. You were there with her when she had her baby... *sob, sob*... Walker, I don’t want you anymore."
In the hazy dream, she cried until she had no strength left, finally sinking into a deep sleep.
When she woke up the next day, she found herself in her room. Sitting up in bed, she looked at the treated wound on her knee.
She was dazed for a moment before it hit her: last night hadn’t been a dream.
She closed her eyes. ’What is this supposed to be?’
’First, he watches coldly as I’m forced to kneel, and then he comes to fuss over me?’
’It’s just like how he plays both sides between me and Sunny Reed.’
’Are all men masters of time management or something?’
When Chloe Reed opened her eyes again, her expression was once again cold and distant. She got out of bed and washed up.
As she left the bedroom, she heard the sound of laughter and conversation coming from downstairs.
"Uncle, can you be my daddy?" came the distinctly innocent voice of a child.
Madam Grant laughed. "Noah, you like your uncle that much?"
"I do," Noah Grant said, nodding earnestly. "I want him to be my daddy and be with Mommy."

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