Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 31: In My Eyes, These Eight Years Were a Joke

Divorce... Divorce!

Walker Grant forcefully clenched the ice in his hand. He’d been holding it so long it was melting, water trickling down between his fingers.

His dark eyes were fixed on her. "Weren’t we fine before? This isn’t the first time something like this has happened."

"Because I’m done putting up with it." Chloe Reed looked him straight in the eye. "Have I not been direct enough? I don’t want you anymore."

The corners of Walker Grant’s eyes reddened, and his breathing grew ragged. "Eight years, and you’re just throwing it all away?"

"Ha..." Chloe Reed found it laughable. "To me, these past eight years have been nothing but a joke."

She moved closer to him. "Do you know why?"

A dull ache throbbed in Walker Grant’s chest, and he furrowed his brow. The look on her face was so unfamiliar.

"Because eight years together doesn’t mean a thing next to one cry from Noah Grant, or one panicked phone call from Sunny Reed."

Chloe Reed slowly backed away, as if trying to permanently exit his world. "Walker Grant, you know full well I can’t turn a blind eye to this."

CRACK!

ice shattered in his

her. "That’s all in your head. There has never been anyone else between

left the old house

agree to the

hand through her hair in

take to make

this is

The sky slowly darkened.

begin to light up the square patch of sky. Her

Linton walked in, her

"Are you going to make

her arm. "Why are you so stubborn? Why did you hit your sister?

stole my husband. You don’t call

much into it!" Autumn Linton retorted. "Walker is just taking care

I’m not okay with

"And that’s why I’m going to divorce him, no matter

widened as she stared at her. "Growing up, Sunny always let you have whatever you wanted. Now, all Walker is doing is taking care of Noah for a bit. Can’t

daughter. It’s my right to have what I want. Why should she have to *let* me have anything? Who the hell