Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce novel Chapter 545

Chapter 545: Chapter 545: He Was in the Wrong, He Was Silent

"My men are following them, but I haven’t heard anything yet."

Walker Grant said, then asked, "What are you planning to do?"

"I’m going to find her." Nathaniel Monroe’s eyes were resolute. "I have to bring her back. She’s so timid; she must be scared to death."

At his words, Walker Grant’s brows furrowed. "You’re going after her? How are you supposed to bring her back? You’re going to fight William Quinn for her? Aren’t you afraid of getting killed?"

Nathaniel Monroe said, "So what if I die? I have to do something. I can’t just stand by and watch her be taken away."

SLAP!

Claire Monroe walked over and slapped him on the head. "What kind of damn-fool thing is that to say? ’So what if I die’? If you die without bringing her back, what a total waste that would be! When you don’t have the power, you focus on getting stronger. Once you’re powerful enough, you can go demand her back fair and square."

Nathaniel Monroe rubbed his head, his face twisting in a grimace. "Sis, don’t you feel sorry for me at all? I’m already hurt, and you’re still hitting me? Are you even my real sister?"

Claire Monroe crossed her arms and sneered, "I’d like to ask you the same thing. Are you really my little brother? How could you be so stupid? To even think of a rotten idea like a fake marriage... I’m tempted to crack open your skull and see what’s actually in there."

Nathaniel Monroe was speechless.

He opted to shut his mouth, otherwise he knew the yelling would never stop.

"Your sister’s right," Walker Grant said. "You need to focus on healing. Once you’ve recovered, if you still want to go, I won’t stop you. I’ll even arrange for men to assist you. Don’t think about anything else for now. Iris Yates will be fine. At least, William Quinn won’t hurt her for the time being."

Nathaniel Monroe opened his mouth, about to say something more, but one sharp glare from Claire Monroe made him clamp it shut.

"Alright, get some rest," Claire Monroe said, patting his shoulder. "Don’t move around. Let your wounds heal faster. That way, you’ll be able to go look for her sooner. As for Mom and Dad, I’ll handle them."

Nathaniel Monroe really had been running on fumes. At her words, he nodded, closed his eyes, and fell asleep once more.

Walker Grant and Chloe Reed left the hospital.

He said, "Chloe, how can you take other people’s problems out on me?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

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