Walker Grant’s sharp brows knitted together. Seeing her so agitated, his voice grew colder and more stern.
"I only go over when sothing happens to Noah. What does that have to do with and Sunny Reed?"
Chloe Reed gripped his collar, fighting to hold back her tears, but they fell anyway. Her voice was strained. "Then if Noah and I both fell into the water one day, who would you save?"
"That would never happen."
Impatience flickered in Walker Grant’s eyes. "He’s just a child. As his closest relatives, it’s our duty to guide and support him."
He paused, his tone softening slightly. "My older brother has always been good to you. For his sake, can’t you just look after Noah a little? Please?"
"No."
Chloe Reed refused him point-blank.
She let go of his collar and looked away. "I’m a vicious woman. I can’t stand his existence stealing your attention away from . Since you insist on taking care of him, then let’s get a divorce."
’This is endless.’
Walker Grant’s patience seed to evaporate. He released her. "We are not getting a divorce. Once you calm down and think things through, you’ll understand ."
Chloe Reed clenched her fists tightly. "But you already signed the divorce papers!"
"They’re useless," Walker Grant said.
He no longer looked at her.
Chloe Reed was on the verge of losing her mind!
She gritted her teeth. "You won’t agree, is that it? Fine! From now on, every ti I see that mother and son, I’ll make them suffer!"
Walker Grant simply gave her a deep look.
At the ti, she didn’t understand what that look ant.
But soon, upon returning to Jardinelle, she was stunned to see extra bodyguards at the door. "What is the aning of this?"
Her voice trembled.
Walker Grant took her hand. "Your knee is injured. You should stay ho and recover for a while. They’ll protect you."
Chloe Reed stared blankly at his straight back. "You’re... imprisoning ?"
Walker Grant’s brow furrowed. "Chloe, I’m doing this for your own good."
"You bastard!"
Chloe Reed broke down completely. She swung at him, but he caught her wrist.
"Stop making a scene."
His voice was tinged with helplessness as he entered the villa and pushed her down onto the sofa.
Chloe Reed grabbed a throw pillow from the sofa and hurled it at him.
Her face was a mask of rage!
She jumped up and ran for the door.
But her knee was in agony. Walking slowly was manageable, but when she tried to run, a sharp pain shot through it, causing her to stumble and fall.
Walker Grant caught her just in ti.
"Stop struggling. Your knee is badly injured."
Walker Grant’s helpless voice sounded again, his tone a little gentler, almost like old tis.
Chloe Reed glared at him. "You can’t imprison ."
"I’m not imprisoning you," Walker Grant said. "You have no money right now. You can’t do anything even if you go out. It’s better to stay ho and recover."
Chloe Reed stared straight at him. "You’re an animal."
Walker Grant’s brows drew together. "Chloe."
Chloe Reed turned her head away, refusing to look at him. Her heart ached to the point of suffocation; it felt as if her very soul was trembling.
’For Sunny Reed. For Noah Grant.’
’He’s not just cutting off financially, he’s imprisoning , forcing to reflect on myself.’
’How could he do this?’
’How could he treat like this?’
Walker Grant looked at her profile. Her eyelashes trembled, her face was pale. She seed dead set on divorcing him.
His chest tightened, his earlier certainty beginning to waver.
His phone rang. He turned and walked away.
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