Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce novel Chapter 706

Chapter 706: Chapter 706: My Poor Child

There was no draft in the hospital room, yet Chloe Reed felt her eyes sting. This feeling, combined with the turbulent emotions rampaging through her heart, left her feeling utterly suffocated and sad.

She kept her lips pressed tightly together, her gaze lowered, refusing to look at him.

Only after he had taken off his clothes did she begin to help him get dressed.

Her expression was serious. Her breath brushed against him from time to time, and her unique scent lingered at the tip of his nose, like a feather tickling his heart over and over.

It made him itch all over.

His prominent Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. The shirt was on in no time.

When it came to the pants, he said in a hoarse voice, "I can do it myself."

But Chloe Reed simply reached out, pulled down his hospital pants, and then picked up the pair of trousers beside them to put on him.

Walker Grant: "..."

’She’s treating me like a paralyzed patient, isn’t she?’

She pulled the trousers up, and as her hands reached his lower abdomen to work the zipper, she noticed a very obvious change.

Her movements paused slightly.

Walker Grant’s voice was full of resignation. "You know I’ve never had any resistance when it comes to you."

Chloe Reed: "..."

She yanked the zipper up forcefully, then buckled his belt.

Turning around, she walked out of the hospital room without a backward glance.

"Chloe?"

The only reply was the unforgiving sound of the door shutting.

The corners of Walker Grant’s lips curled up. He reached out to adjust his cuffs, and a low chuckle escaped him.

"..."

The flight landed in Breyburn. The temperature was already low; you needed a coat to keep from feeling the cold.

Walker Grant grunted in acknowledgment. He was being supported by Chloe Reed. Turning to her, he said, "Don’t worry, Grandma won’t find out so soon."

Chloe Reed murmured in response.

Judith Pierce, walking behind, scanned the area and asked, "Where’s Noah?"

The butler said, "It’s a bit cold today. Young Master Noah’s immune system isn’t very strong, so we didn’t have him come outside."

At these words, Judith Pierce’s eyes instantly reddened. She hurried into the villa and saw the little boy sitting on the sofa in the warm living room.

"Noah!"

"Grandma."

Noah replied obediently.

The next second, he was swept into Judith Pierce’s arms.

"Noah, my poor child," she said, her heart breaking.