Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 133: But That Person Wasn’t Me

A flicker of wariness crossed Chloe Reed’s eyes.

’Did he come all this way just to corner me?’

’Does he want to snatch the earrings back for Sunny Reed?’

Her expression tensed as she walked toward the exit, one step at a time.

She wanted to just ignore him.

But the hallway was narrow, and he was so tall and long-legged that she wouldn’t be able to get past him if he so much as stretched out a leg.

Her clear eyes fixed on him mockingly. "What do you want? Done eating with your second wife?"

Walker Grant’s strong brows knitted together, and the expression on his handsome, sharp-featured face cooled. "Why say things like that? It only hurts you to say them."

"Isn’t it the truth?" The sarcasm in Chloe Reed’s voice grew heavier. "What are you doing here?"

Walker Grant’s dark eyes were fixed on her as he pulled a small box from his trouser pocket and offered it to her.

Chloe Reed glanced at it but didn’t take it. She just stared at him coldly. "What is this?"

Walker Grant grabbed her hand, pressed the box into it, and said, "Chloe, I just want to settle my debt with her. She saved me."

was the one

threw the box down. The mockery vanished from her face, her expression growing even more

"I’ve investigated it thoroughly, Chloe. You did save someone back then, but it wasn’t

"You’re full of shit!"

accept what he

clarity. The person she had

he was treating Sunny Reed

trying his best to grant Sunny Reed’s every

’How ridiculous!’

deep breath to calm herself down and said, "Walker Grant, when it comes to things I want, I’d rather tear them to shreds and throw them away than ever let Sunny Reed have them. And don’t you even think about snatching them from me to give

she walked right past

but his gaze fell to the small box on the

fallen open, revealing a stunning

personality was so bold and vibrant. She loved to wear beautiful dresses, and a ruby necklace

moment he saw it at the auction, he knew it was perfect

she hadn’t even given it a second

was just as she’d said: if she no longer liked something, she’d throw it

That went for things.

went

couldn’t accept

just stop loving it? How can you throw

box,

I’ll give it to her