Chapter 17: The Male Party Had a Vasectomy

Chloe Reed trashed the living room in a near-frenzy.

She sat amidst the wreckage, her gaze dull and empty.

She suddenly got up, stumbled to the liquor cabinet, took out all the bottles, and started drinking from each one.

The alcohol numbed her nerves, and she drank until she was dead drunk.

She clung to the desperate hope that this was all just a dream.

When she woke up, everything would go back to the way it was before.

Back to when they were in love.

Back to when he only had eyes for her.

She didn’t know how long she had slept before the loud ringing of her phone jolted her awake.

"Hello?"

"Mrs. Grant, your and Mr. Grant’s medical reports are ready. When would you be available to come and pick them up? Or, if you provide an address, we can have them delivered to you."

It was a call from the medical center.Chloe Reed’s head was throbbing. "Just mail them," she said.

After hanging up, she sat up and looked at the mess all over the floor, her face showing little emotion.

called a cleaning service to deal with

’It wasn’t a dream.’

’It was all real.’

to face

The package arrived quickly.

entryway and tore it open. Her own medical report was

mocking smile touched

first two, she had wanted it to be just the

then, Noah Grant was

think, ’Maybe if I have a baby, his attention will return

two years of trying—even secretly drinking

had both undergone a comprehensive medical examination to

was a medical problem,’ she had

had the examination a month before their anniversary, and the results were only

’How ironic,’ she thought.

saw

patient... has

loud, word by deliberate word, hardly able to

hands trembled, her entire body

rubbing her eyes, but it was there

"Ha... haha..."

started to laugh, but as she laughed,

Ironic!

It was utterly ironic!

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