Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce novel Chapter 298

Chapter 298: Chapter 298: He Took It for Her

Chloe Reed stood at the door of the emergency room, her hands still trembling.

Just then, Daniel Hayes called.

"Miss Reed, how are you? Are you hurt?"

"I’m not hurt." Chloe Reed took a deep breath, steadying her emotions. "What about you guys? Are you okay?"

"We’re fine, but the two of them got away." Daniel Hayes sounded very discouraged. "So brazen, using a gun in this country!"

Chloe Reed said, "Investigate them thoroughly. Find out exactly who they are."

"Okay, I will." Daniel Hayes’s tone was very serious.

This was clearly an attack aimed at Chloe Reed. He had to get to the bottom of it.

"By the way, what about Mr. Grant? How is he?" Daniel Hayes suddenly asked.

Chloe Reed’s voice was a little hoarse as she said, "He’s hurt. I don’t know how badly. He lost consciousness not long after we got in the car."

Daniel Hayes was silent for a moment, but then he said, "You’re at the hospital now, right?"

"Yes."

"As long as they treat him quickly, he’ll be fine. Miss Reed, try not to worry too much," Daniel Hayes consoled her.

Chloe Reed acknowledged him, then immediately asked, "How is my grandmother?"

"Grandma Sutton is fine. I’ve already arranged for someone to take her back to the hospital. She still doesn’t know what happened outside. Miss Reed, if you don’t want to worry Grandma Sutton, it’s best not to say anything," Daniel Hayes advised.

An elderly person like her couldn’t handle that kind of shock.

"Yes, I know."

Chloe Reed hung up the phone. She leaned against the wall as if she’d finally found something to support her, and her tense body relaxed slightly.

Dylan Finch nodded. "Okay, I understand." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Chloe Reed didn’t speak. She just lowered her gaze, trying hard to suppress the trembling brought on by the lingering fear.

Time passed, second by second. After what felt like an eternity, the doors to the operating room finally opened.

A nurse came out pushing a hospital bed. Walker Grant was unconscious and pale, an oxygen mask on his face.

Dylan Finch went forward to ask about his condition. "How is he?"

"We’ve removed the bullet, but he’s not out of danger yet. He needs to be moved to the ICU for observation," the doctor said gravely.

Dylan Finch nodded. "Understood."

Chloe Reed stood to the side, her gaze on the unconscious man incredibly complex. A whirlwind of emotions churned within her.

Her phone vibrated. It was a message from Daniel Hayes: Grandma was asking where she had gone.