Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 649: Downcast

Nathaniel Monroe’s expression was grave. "Then we have to find the best doctor in the world. We have to get this treated."

His gaze then swept around the hospital room as he asked in confusion, "Walker, where’s Chloe?"

"What do you want with me?"

An emotionless, electronic female voice sounded from behind him, unfamiliar and strange.

Nathaniel Monroe turned and met Chloe Reed’s crystal-clear eyes. She was just returning, a bag in her hand.

She was holding a phone, and that voice from a moment ago must have come from it.

Nathaniel Monroe shot to his feet, his relaxed demeanor gone, replaced by a certain stiffness. "Chloe, I heard you and Walker were both hurt, so I came to see how you were doing."

He studied Chloe Reed carefully before speaking. "It’s a relief you’re mostly all right. It’s just... Walker can’t see now. I guess he’ll be depending on you to take care of him from now on."

Chloe Reed lowered her gaze and continued typing. "My voice is gone."

"Ah..."

Nathaniel Monroe was completely stunned. A wave of regret washed over him; he wanted to slap himself across the face.

’What was I even saying?!’

’Someone kill me!’

voice was tinged with a faint chill. "Is

Monroe said haltingly, "N-no.

leave," Walker Grant said, issuing a cold, heartless dismissal. "You’re

Nathaniel Monroe: "..."

immediately appeared on his

victim to win Walker Grant’s sympathy, but

Nathaniel Monroe: "..."

’I’m such an idiot!’

me

"Wait."

female voice sounded

Reed, blinking in confusion. "Chloe,

Reed lowered her gaze to type, her slender fingers tapping rapidly across the phone screen. "Before you came here, did

nodded. "I did. Your grandmother is doing well, but she kept asking about you and Walker. I told her you two were still on vacation and had bad reception, so you couldn’t reply to her messages right away. I saw Noah, too. He’s doing a bit better than before. I think he’s finally starting to accept that he can’t stand anymore. He asked about you—wanted to

listened to his description, Chloe Reed couldn’t help but picture her grandmother sitting on the sofa, her face etched with

wave of sadness washed over

subconsciously touched her

would have to find out about

imagine how heartbroken the

now," Walker Grant’s

Nathaniel Monroe: "...Fine."