Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 505: You’re Pregnant?

The night was thick. His tall, slender figure was elongated by the moonlight, and a lonely, cold aura clung to him. Standing in the courtyard of Jardinelle, he pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

The rich scent of nicotine filled his chest, numbing his nerves. He lifted his gaze to Chloe Reed’s room as a thin, white wisp of smoke rose, obscuring his sharp, handsome features.

Chloe Reed slept restlessly. Half-asleep, she sensed someone standing by her bed.

She opened her eyes and saw that, sure enough, someone was there.

She raised a hand to shield her eyes and frowned at him. "Are you a ghost?"

Walker Grant lifted the covers, got into bed, and pulled her straight into his arms. "Chloe..."

Chloe Reed caught the smell of smoke on him and immediately pushed him away. "Get up. Don’t touch me!"

But Walker Grant only held her tighter. "Chloe."

Chloe Reed felt a wave of nausea. "Get up, I think I’m going to be sick..."

Walker Grant froze and let her go.

bed and ran to the

dark, narrow, almond-shaped

smoke on you

and the nausea subsided. She felt a sense of

cold eyes. "I take the pill every

darkened. He didn’t move any closer and said, "You don’t have to take

"Heh..."

"Then why

in

walked straight out and

pillows were now saturated with the smell

of annoyance, she went and found a fresh set of sheets and a new duvet cover to change the

back to his own room. When he returned, he deliberately leaned close

soon as he came near, but it was clear he intended to stay, so

of body wash, and

simply rolled over, turning her back

down behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and rested

the

flicker of unease. ’The smell of smoke has never affected me like this before.