"You already know. I’ve been following you."
Walker’s dark, deep-set eyes regarded her with a flat expression.
’She wouldn’t believe a word he said.’
’Since that was the case, he’d just let her think he was stalking her.’
"You..."
Chloe Reed’s lovely brows furrowed. A flicker of anger surfaced in her clear eyes, but when she remembered he’d just saved her, she couldn’t bring herself to vent it.
Seething with frustration, she pulled out her phone to call a car.
Her actions told him she had no intention of going back to Jardinelle.
However, a hand suddenly appeared and snatched her phone away.
"Give it back!"
Chloe glared at him.
But Walker simply put her phone in his own pocket, then walked over, opened the car door, and bent down to lift her out.
Chloe struggled. "Let me go!"
SMACK!
Walker gave her rear a firm slap, his tone darkening. "Chloe Reed, I’m very angry right now. Don’t provoke me."
’She just had to go to dinner with Preston Vance, and this is the danger she ran into.’
’This was her choice!’
Chloe’s eyes widened in disbelief. "You... you bastard! Let me go!"
Walker simply threw her over his shoulder, making it impossible for her to struggle free.
He strode into the villa’s living room, went straight upstairs, and tossed her onto the soft bed.
Chloe’s body bounced twice on the mattress. She immediately rolled over and tried to run for the door.
But Walker grabbed her by the ankle, yanked her back, and then leaned over, pinning her to the bed.
"Where do you think you’re going? Still trying to find him?"
His hot breath fanned across her ear, his heavy body pressing down on her like a mountain.
VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce