Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 362: Julian Grant Knows Her

Chloe Reed closed her eyes and said, "I’m not feeling well today. I’ll go in a couple of days."

Her voice was incredibly hoarse, and just saying those few words made her throat burn with pain.

Her brows furrowed.

The man on the other end of the line fell silent. After a long moment, Chloe assumed he had hung up. She picked up her phone to check and saw the call was still active.

"Hello? Did you hear me?"

Chloe closed her eyes and asked.

A second later, the line went dead.

Chloe was speechless.

’What was his problem!’

’So rude!’

’Why couldn’t he just tell me if he heard me or not?’

Chloe tossed her phone aside, closed her eyes, and went back to sleep.

a deep sleep. She rested soundly, reassured

in the early hours of the morning, parched. She groggily opened her eyes and parted her lips to speak, only to find that she couldn’t make

was like a fish about

awake and was about to drift off again, a cool touch graced her

scent tickled her

immediately opened her mouth, wanting

was impossible to drink lying down. She tried to sit up, but she had no strength; she couldn’t

slid around

someone’s body as the cup was pressed to

thirst; it didn’t even occur to her to wonder who was helping

water soothed her throat. It had a delicate sweetness—the very drink she loved most when she was sick in the

if she had been transported

she got sick, she would become extra clingy

side patiently, coaxing her to get her shots because he

would add honey, coaxing her until she had finished the entire

washed over her, and Chloe suddenly felt an overwhelming

cup with both hands and,

a fish tossed back

"Thank you,"

voice,

was

person beside her said nothing, instead reaching out to feel her forehead before gently

felt herself being lifted, a jumble of noise filling her