Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: Aren’t You Coming to See Me?

"Hello?"

Chloe Reed answered the call, her tone not as cold as it had been before.

"Chloe."

The man’s voice was a little hoarse. "Where are you?"

Chloe Reed said, "I’m on the road. What’s up?"

Walker Grant fell silent for a moment before speaking, his tone tinged with a hint of grievance. "You’re not coming to see me?"

Chloe Reed: "..."

She gripped the steering wheel, staring ahead. After two seconds of silence, she said, "I’m on my way now."

The man’s voice sounded distinctly more cheerful. "Okay, I’ll be waiting for you."

The call ended, and Chloe Reed let out a soft sigh.

She made a U-turn and drove toward the hospital where Walker Grant was staying.

The premium VIP room had a pleasant atmosphere. The bed was large, and there was also a sofa. A bouquet of flowers in a vase gave off a faint, sweet scent, masking the usually strong smell of disinfectant.

When she entered, she saw the man leaning against the headboard, a small table in front of him with a laptop on it. He was busy working.

Dylan Finch stood to the side, looking as if he was waiting for instructions.

"KNOCK KNOCK."

Chloe Reed stood at the door to the room and knocked with her knuckles.

"You’re injured. Shouldn’t you be resting properly?"

Walker Grant looked up at her, a glint in his dark, phoenix-like eyes, and a faint smile touched his thin lips.

"Chloe, are you worried about me?"

Chloe Reed walked in, pulled a chair over to sit beside him, and said, "You saved my life, after all. I should be concerned about you and thank you."

The curve of Walker Grant’s lips deepened. "Chloe, we’re husband and wife. You don’t have to be so formal with me. I’d do anything for you, willingly."

’I don’t know who’s watching me from the shadows, but if he stays tangled up with me, he could really die.’

’All I want is a divorce, to separate from him. I don’t want him to die.’

"You ungrateful little thing."

The pleasant look on Walker Grant’s face vanished bit by bit, and he finally said in a low voice.

Chloe Reed: "..."

Her brow furrowed. "I’m saying this for your own good!"

But Walker Grant said coolly, "It’s only for my good if *I* think it’s good."

’Those words sound so familiar. Have I said that before?’

Chloe Reed looked at him, speechless. "Walker Grant, are you really not afraid of dying?"

"As long as I’m still your husband when I die, we’re one and the same. In that case, I have nothing to be afraid of," he said.