Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 70: Your Wife Doesn’t Want You

Chloe Reed dodged his hand and pressed on with her question. "Who got blacklisted?"

Walker Grant stared at her, the slight curve of his lips fading. "It’s getting late."

Chloe Reed ignored him, turning to the manager instead. "You blacklisted me, didn’t you?"

The manager immediately avoided her gaze. His shifty expression said it all.

"Hah!"

Chloe Reed crossed her arms and sneered. "Is your place the only one in all of Breyburn that gives foot massages?"

She turned on her heel and stormed out.

Iris Yates, who had been standing to the side, stared with wide, unbelieving eyes. "You scumbag! How can you be such a bastard? So you’re allowed to be all flirty and intimate with your sister-in-law, but my Chloe can’t even come out for a relaxing massage?"

A layer of frost seemed to cover Walker Grant’s dark eyes. "And which of your eyes saw me being ’flirty and intimate’ with her?"

Iris Yates scoffed. "Do I need to? The rumors are all over our social circle. Seriously, have some decency. If you like your sister-in-law so much, then go be with her! Why are you wasting Chloe’s time?"

voice was grim. "So you didn’t see anything, you’re just running your mouth? Did what happened last time not teach you a

"You!"

expression

glare. "You’re so tough, you’re so powerful, but your wife still doesn’t want

that, she turned and stormed

couldn’t help but comment, "She’s got some serious nerve. Even I wouldn’t dare cuss you out like

glance. "What? Do you want to cuss me

waved his hands and shook his head. "Walker, you misunderstood. That’s not

retracted his gaze and headed out

was

tightness gripped his

phone rang. He took it

line. "So you’re out of the hospital? Does that mean you can drink? I’ve been back for

at the world, now shrouded in twilight. "Send me the

"..."

car, Iris Yates was still cursing

the way, what was all that

Reed’s breath hitched. "Yeah," she said. "We’re not, for the