Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce novel Chapter 599

Chapter 599: Chapter 599: Shifting the Blame

It wasn’t until he was standing before her that she truly registered her surroundings.

The din of the crowd, the lively atmosphere, and his voice, tinged with a hint of puzzlement, "What are you looking at?"

Chloe Reed raised a fist and punched him in the chest, her eyes instantly turning red. "Where have you been?!"

Caught off guard by the punch, Walker clutched his chest. He then looked over at Daniel Hayes and said, "Didn’t you tell her?"

Daniel Hayes was dumbfounded.

’What the hell, man?!’

’Is that any way to handle this?’

’Weren’t you the one who wanted to suddenly disappear to see how she would react?’

’So why are you throwing me under the bus now?’

Daniel Hayes pointed to himself. "I..."

His eyes flew open, ready to argue, but the moment he met Walker’s dark, almond-shaped eyes, the words died in his throat.

’Damn it!’

’He’s threatening me!’

’If I dare tell Chloe the whole truth, I can kiss my job goodbye.’

’Not only that, but that scheming bastard Walker might even blacklist me in the industry.’

’How will I ever get another gig?’

Daniel Hayes was seething with resentment!

But when he met Chloe’s gaze, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and make something up. "Right, so, what I was just talking about... I just wanted to know if you really want to divorce him..."

’What a terrible excuse...’

Chloe’s expression darkened completely. "Is this fun?" she asked in a cold voice.

Daniel Hayes immediately caved, lowering his head to admit his fault. "Miss Chloe, I was wrong."

’That panic and anxiety when I realized he was gone... that sigh of relief when I saw he was back safe and sound...’

’What was I doing?’

’What was I thinking?’

’Haven’t the past lessons been painful enough?’

’Do I really want to make the same mistake all over again?’

Overwhelming anger and a sense of grievance finally converged, and Chloe felt her eyes sting, on the verge of tears.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist. Without a second thought, she spun around and slapped him squarely across the face.

"Walker Grant, you bastard!"

The sharp crack of the slap sounded unusually loud on the bustling street. Passing pedestrians turned to stare in astonishment.

Walker kept his grip tight on her wrist, refusing to let go. He apologized in a low voice, "I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have done it. Chloe, I just... I couldn’t stand the thought that you really don’t care about me anymore. I just had to test it."