Chapter 23: Don’t Let Me Die in Bed

She stood by the bed, watching him lie unconscious.

He looked so fragile right now.

The sharp, proud aura about him was gone. He couldn’t do anything to hurt her now.

She clutched the pillow in her hands.

’He deserves to die.’

’Making me love him so much, only to hate him this intensely now.’

’All my joy and all my pain come from him.’

Chloe Reed’s emotions churned, but in the end, she let go.

’I can’t do it.’

’I just want a divorce. I just want to get away from him, not for him to die.’

After all, this was the man she had loved for eight years!

She backed away slowly and sat down in a chair.

The unconscious man was completely oblivious.

a surge of

been back when he

saw a figure curled up in

herself, like

Grant’s eyes were bloodshot. His breathing was still labored, and though his fever had subsided, the pain in his back was as sharp

her sleeping face, as if he could never get enough of the

「The next day.」

was woken by

eyes to find herself being held in

body was comfortable, but her

immediately pushed the

his side, but her push sent him flat on his back. His handsome face instantly contorted, and cold sweat beaded

"Chloe..."

incredibly

pang shot through

poor skier and had lost control of her board, careening down the slope. To save her, Walker Grant had grabbed her, and the two of them had tumbled down the hill

been so clingy, always telling her how much it hurt and coaxing her into doing all sorts of

of sweetness washed over her, followed instantly by a sharp, piercing

that all you think about is that mother and her son,

Grant’s brows knitted together tightly as he saw the mockery in

and charm were

remained were icy

wasn’t used to

other hand, got out of bed and went

up the fact that you lied to me, Walker Grant. As long as you can still move, you’re coming with me to the Civil

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