As expected, Walker only took one sip of the porridge before putting it down. Chloe Reed looked at him and said, "The doctor will come check on you again in a bit. If there are no issues, you can be discharged."
"Mm."
The man grunted in response and immediately picked up his phone to check his messages.
Chloe cleared everything away. Just then, her phone rang. She took it out and saw it was a call from her grandmother.
"Hello, Grandma."
Her grandmother asked with concern, "How is everything?"
Chloe said, "Everything’s fine now. He’ll be discharged today."
Her grandmother was relieved. "It’s good that it’s nothing serious. I was worried, so I wanted to check in."
"Grandma, don’t worry about us. You just rest well and make sure to eat properly," Chloe urged gently.
"You don’t need to worry about me. I have Aldridge and Woods here. I’ll be fine." Her grandmother’s voice was full of warmth as she laughed.
Chloe agreed and then hung up.
The doctor came back to examine Walker, confirmed that he was fine, and went over some post-discharge instructions.
"Wait a moment."
But it was Walker who interrupted the doctor.
The doctor looked confused.
Walker, however, looked at Chloe. "Come here."
A flicker of confusion crossed Chloe’s face as she asked, "What is it?"
She walked over and stood by the hospital bed.
Only then did Walker turn to the doctor and say, "Tell her that my wound reopened because of her."
Chloe: "..."
She looked at him, her face devoid of expression.
Walker promptly closed his eyes. "I was just discharged from the hospital. How would I know?"
Chloe: "..."
Her expression grew cold. She had a feeling he was lying to her again.
The car had arrived at Jardinelle. She got out and walked inside without a word, her face blank.
Walker watched her retreating figure, able to see the anger in her posture.
He said coolly, "Three days from now, you’re coming with me to meet someone."
"I’m not going." Chloe refused without a moment’s hesitation. "We’ve already signed the papers. I have no obligation to accompany you to some boring party."
Walker said languidly, "This person might know who hired the killer to come after you. Are you sure you don’t want to go?"
Chloe stopped in her tracks. She turned to look at him, her clear eyes filled with obvious suspicion. "You’re not lying to me?"
"What would I gain by lying to you?" Walker walked up to her. "Every lie I tell just pushes you further away, and that’s not what I want to see."

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