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.

of bed and ran to

Grant followed her. His dark, narrow, almond-shaped eyes watched her

Reed frowned. "The smell of smoke on you is too strong!

mouth, and the nausea subsided. She felt

at him with cold eyes. "I take

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

"Heh..."

Chloe Reed just scoffed. "Then why

fell in the

out and got back

now saturated with the smell of cigarettes, and the

annoyance, she went and found a fresh set of sheets and a

Grant went back to his own room. When he returned, he deliberately leaned close to her and said, "I showered.

held her breath as soon as he came near, but it was

carried the light scent of body wash, and indeed, the nauseating smell of smoke was

rolled over, turning her back to

arms around

the room fell

flicker of unease. ’The smell of smoke has never affected me like this before. Could it be... did my