Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 675: You Won’t Leave Me, Right?

That evening, Fiona Linton came to Walker Grant’s hospital room. She was carrying a bowl of herbal medicine, but her eyes flickered nervously.

Chloe Reed, who was sitting nearby, smiled when she saw Fiona arrive. But she could tell at a glance that something was wrong. A look of confusion appeared on her face as she took out her phone and typed a question. A cold, electronic female voice rang out in the hospital room.

"Fiona, what’s wrong?"

"Um..."

A look of discomfort flashed across Fiona Linton’s face as she stammered, "I think I messed up."

"What happened?"

Walker Grant asked in a low, serious voice.

Fiona Linton set the bowl of medicine aside and wrung her hands. With her head bowed low, she said nervously, "I got in touch with Aunt Jensen this afternoon. She asked about your condition, and I didn’t think twice before telling her everything. But from her reaction, it seemed like she didn’t know your injuries were so serious. I... did I cause trouble for you two?"

she glanced

faltered for a moment. Her long lashes trembled. Then, she began to type, and the electronic female voice spoke again. "It’s fine. She would have found out sooner or later. Don’t blame yourself. This isn’t

chest. "I really thought I’d messed up. I’ve been on pins and needles

a straightforward person who spoke her mind and didn’t worry too much about what others thought. Relaxing now,

of medicine and offered it to

confused, "What’s

for

Grant said

realization dawned on her face. She stood up and nodded. "Right. I’ll step out. I’ll be right outside. Just give me a shout if you

the room, thoughtfully closing the

"Chloe."

was certain there wasn’t a third person in the room did Walker Grant finally

pale, vulnerable face she could see beneath the white gauze

was a side of him

a small sound

not reassured, pressed on, "No matter what anyone says