It was like being doused with cold water.
Chloe Reed froze for a moment before snapping to her senses and struggling with all her might.
"Get off! Get off me!"
’Even when he’s drunk, he still remembers to take care of Noah Grant and see Sunny Reed!’
’And he dares talk about love?’
’Is he even worthy?’
’He’s a disgrace to the very word ’love’!’
Chloe Reed reacted violently. In the scuffle, Walker Grant’s back scraped against the wall, sending a searing pain through him.
"UGH!"
He let out a pained grunt and collapsed to the floor.
Chloe Reed, however, got to her feet. Breathing raggedly, she glared at him. "You’re a bastard!"
But Walker Grant looked at her with red-rimmed eyes. "Chloe, my back hurts."
"Good! Let it kill you!"
Chloe Reed kicked him. Her face was livid with rage, and her entire body trembled.
She went to the door, saw it was open, and immediately walked out.
The wind whipped against her, chilling her to the bone.
She didn’t spare a single glance back at the man lying on the floor.
Back in her own apartment, she took a hot shower. The moment she stepped out of the bathroom, her phone rang.
She took it out and saw it was a call from Charles Reed.
She hung up, turned off her phone, pulled the covers over herself, and went to sleep.
’Right now, I need to get some proper rest. Then I’ll talk to him about the divorce!’
’If he doesn’t agree, I’ll go to Madam Grant!’
’His parents are coming back soon, too. This divorce has to happen, no matter what!’


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