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.

was spinning as she sank into a deep sleep. She rested soundly, reassured by the knowledge that the housekeeper would be there to take

parched. She groggily opened her eyes and parted her lips to speak,

was like a fish about

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

sweet scent tickled her

immediately opened her mouth,

tried to sit up, but she had no strength; she couldn’t

arm slid around her shoulders and helped

leaned against someone’s body as the cup was pressed to her lips

mind was consumed by her thirst; it didn’t even occur to her to

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

familiar taste made her heart clench, as if she had been transported back to those sweet

would become extra

to get her shots

he knew she hated plain warm water, he would add honey, coaxing her until she had

bittersweet sorrow washed over her, and Chloe suddenly felt an

both hands and, in moments,

a fish tossed back into

"Thank you,"

voice, before immediately closing her

was still so

reaching out to feel her forehead before gently laying her

lifted, a jumble of noise filling her ears, but she was too exhausted and quickly sank