Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce

Chapter 720: What Flavor of Candy? · Oct 26, 2026

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701 Chapter 701: Vicious 2026-10-26
702 Chapter 702: Neither Human Nor Ghost 2026-10-26
703 Chapter 703: It’s All Her Fault 2026-10-26
704 Chapter 704: Something’s Amiss 2026-10-26
705 Chapter 705: Complete Envelopment 2026-10-26
706 Chapter 706: My Poor Child 2026-10-26
707 Chapter 707: Missing Little Auntie 2026-10-26
708 Chapter 708: He’s Only Three Years Old 2026-10-26
709 Chapter 709: A Bit Difficult 2026-10-26
710 Chapter 710: A Sudden Return 2026-10-26
711 Chapter 711: My Poor Chloe 2026-10-26
712 Chapter 712: Mr. Grant, Let Me Help You 2026-10-26
713 Chapter 713: Driving Someone Away 2026-10-26
714 Chapter 714: You Should Live Separately 2026-10-26
715 Chapter 715: Move Out 2026-10-26
716 Chapter 716: You’re So Fierce 2026-10-26
717 Chapter 717: Everyone Is Competing With Him 2026-10-26
718 Chapter 718: Detestable 2026-10-26
719 Chapter 719: All She Wants Is Favoritism 2026-10-26
720 Chapter 720: What Flavor of Candy? 2026-10-26
721 Chapter 721: Recovered? 2026-10-26
722 Chapter 722: Go Find Iris Yates 2026-10-26
723 Chapter 723: No Wonder Your Wife Doesn’t Want You 2026-10-26
724 Chapter 724: Acting for Money 2026-10-26
725 Chapter 725: Horrible 2026-10-26
726 Chapter 726: Two Choices 2026-10-26
727 Chapter 727: Tool 2026-10-26
728 Chapter 728: Apologizing to Big Brother 2026-10-26
729 Chapter 729: Kneel Down 2026-10-26
730 Chapter 730: I’ll Return the Money to You 2026-10-26
731 Chapter 731: Thirty Million 2026-10-26
732 Chapter 732: Looking for Trouble 2026-10-26
733 Chapter 733: A Baby of One’s Own 2026-10-26
734 Chapter 734: It’s Fine Even Without a Title 2026-10-26
735 Chapter 735: That Must Be Very Painful, Right? 2026-10-26
736 Chapter 736: A Chance Encounter 2026-10-26
737 Chapter 737: Fallen for Her? 2026-10-26
738 Chapter 738: Eyes Hurt 2026-10-26
739 Chapter 739: Capturing Her Every Move 2026-10-26
740 Chapter 740: Hidden Deep 2026-10-26
741 Chapter 741: Can’t Live Without Her 2026-10-26
742 Chapter 742: Give It Back to Him 2026-10-26
743 Chapter 743: Passed Away 2026-10-26
744 Chapter 744: Where’s My... Daughter? 2026-10-26
745 Chapter 745: Cause and Effect 2026-10-26
746 Chapter 746: Baby, Let’s See What the Surprise Is? 2026-10-26
747 Chapter 747: Wailing 2026-10-26
748 Chapter 748: Affection 2026-10-26
749 Chapter 749: Exploitation 2026-10-26
750 Chapter 750: See Me at First Glance 2026-10-26

He thought it would be a repeat of what happened at the hospital, but he was overthinking things.

Chloe Reed took his hand and guided him, letting him feel each object one by one. After he touched something, she would write in his palm.

She traced the words for ”shower control” into his palm.

Then, ”body wash.”

”Shampoo.”

”Bath towel.”

She led him slowly around the bathroom, making sure he knew exactly where every item was placed.

Walker Grant’s throat felt dry. He finally asked, ”Aren’t you going to help me?”

Chloe Reed continued to write in his palm: ’Your injury hadn’t healed before, so I had to keep an eye on you.’

’The implication was clear: now that his injury was better, why would she still need to help?’

’Wouldn’t that just be asking for trouble?’

’What would she do if things got out of hand again?’

’Their situation would just become even more complicated and awkward.’

When he didn’t react, Chloe Reed let go of his hand. She took out her phone and typed, ’I’m going to shower in the guest room. I’m so tired today.’

Walker Grant’s thin lips moved, but he waited until he heard her footsteps fading away before he spoke. ”I’ll wait for you to come back and apply my medicine.”

”Mm.”

”...”

When Chloe Reed returned, Walker Grant was sitting on the edge of the bed in a bathrobe, his short hair dripping wet.

Droplets of water trickled from his hair and rolled down his handsome face. With his eyes closed and his back slightly hunched, he looked as dejected as a large dog abandoned by the roadside.

He was a pitiful sight.

Chloe Reed typed out a question in confusion. ’Why didn’t you dry your hair?’

Walker Grant said sullenly, ”I couldn’t find the hair dryer.”

Chloe Reed pressed her lips together slightly, then walked over, opened a drawer, and took out the hair dryer. She stood in front of him and began to dry his hair.

With a steady WHIRRING, warm air flowed through her fingers and onto his hair.

Her faint, sweet scent drifted to him, lingering at the tip of his nose. It teased his senses, making him addicted, making him want more.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist. His arm muscles tightened slightly, but he didn’t dare to hold her too tightly.

Chloe Reed’s body went rigid, and she pressed her lips together.

His short hair dried quickly. She turned off the dryer and patted his arm, signaling for him to let go.

Walker Grant reluctantly released her.

After putting the hair dryer away, Chloe Reed opened the first-aid kit to apply his medicine.

White gauze was wrapped, layer by layer, around his eyes, obscuring the upper half of his handsome face.

She tore a piece of medical tape and secured the gauze. Once it was in place, she let out a soft sigh.

She turned off the light and got into bed. They lay on their respective sides, and in the darkness, the sounds of their breathing and heartbeats gradually settled.

The person beside her stirred. Walker Grant turned onto his side and began to inch closer to her.

Chloe Reed reached out and pressed her hand against his shoulder, stopping his advance.

”Chloe.”

Walker Grant stopped moving, but his voice, tinged with hoarseness and melancholy, drifted through the darkness.

Chloe Reed’s eyelashes fluttered. She rolled over, turning her back to him.

She reached for her phone, but he seized the opportunity to close the distance, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her body tightly against his.

His hot breath fanned across her skin. The different scents of their body washes mingled in the air between them.

”I just had a piece of candy,” Walker Grant said in a low voice. ”What flavor did Grandma give you? I think mine is lychee.”

Chloe Reed reached for her phone again, the screen already lit, but he rolled on top of her. His nose brushed against her cheek as he seemed to search for her lips.

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