Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 499: You Asked for It

Walker Grant’s heavy breaths washed over her. He had torn off her nightgown and tossed it directly under the bed.

His large hand gripped her waist, the force a little too strong. The imprints of his fingers quickly appeared on her fair skin.

"Chloe Reed, you brought this on yourself."

"..."

A night of entanglement.

Afterward, Walker Grant carried her to the shower, applied her face cream and body lotion, then held her as they went to sleep.

The next afternoon, Chloe Reed and Walker Grant went to see Miles Hawthorne again.

He had wasted away to skin and bones, but he was still alive.

Since they hadn’t gotten anything out of him, Walker Grant wasn’t about to let him die.

His eyes were downcast and his breathing was faint as he hung suspended in mid-air. The room was thick with the smell of blood.

a handgun, practicing her aim, and

Miles Hawthorne remained silent.

right now. I’ve been watching, waiting for the right time to make my move. I might just carve up a bigger share of

regarded Miles Hawthorne impassively. "Are you going to take this secret to your grave, or are you going to save your family? Think carefully. If you make the wrong choice, your family might not have a

changed. He lifted his eyelids to look at them, his voice extremely hoarse as he spoke, "You’ve

raised an eyebrow slightly. "That’s

want to

said hoarsely, "Just let me see him, and I’ll tell

Walker Grant chuckled. "Fine."

hand. "Come on.

asked,

Walker Grant said. "If they don’t meet, how will

"Can you please be

Grant said, "You’ll

brought over. Before letting him into the basement, he had his men give Sean a strip-search—the kind that checks everything, inside

but it was

Hawthorne’s predicament; Miles

his face grim, and asked, "Are you done? Can I go

an eyebrow, his eyes landing on the man’s glasses. "I quite like your glasses," he said. "How about you let me borrow them

"You!"