Chapter 912: With a Boyfriend or a Girlfriend?

The study fell instantly silent. Chloe Reed’s palm tingled faintly. Walker Grant’s face was turned to the side; he ran his tongue along the inside of his cheek, then slowly turned his head back to face her.

He lowered his gaze, seeming to look right into her eyes, but upon closer inspection, his eyes were entirely unfocused.

Following that brief incident, Walker’s grip on her had loosened. Chloe reached out and forcefully shoved him away. She stood up and moved to the other side of the room, her breathing erratic as she hurriedly straightened her clothes.

Frowning, she said, "Walker Grant, just sign it. We have no future together."

She had been deceived time and time again. She was already struggling just to stay alive; she didn’t deserve to be treated like this by him too. She refused to live the rest of her days surrounded by lies, right up until the day she died.

"I’m not signing it." Walker stood up. "You hit me," he said in a cold, hard tone. "I’m not signing."

Chloe glared at him. "Didn’t you deserve it? Are we even in the kind of relationship where you can say things like that to me?"

"Why wouldn’t we be?" Walker countered. "Do we have a divorce certificate yet? I love you, and I react to you physically. Isn’t that perfectly normal?"

Chloe was rendered utterly speechless. She had to admit, she simply wasn’t as thick-skinned as he was!

They seemed to have reached another stalemate. The divorce agreement sat right there on the coffee table, yet no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get him to budge.

After a long silence, she spoke up. "Do you want me to sue you?"

"I’ll hire the best lawyers," Walker retorted. "You’ll lose the case. The court won’t grant the divorce and let you abandon the blind husband who went through hell with you."

Chloe stared at him in sheer exasperation. A sharp pang pierced her heart, and she pursed her beautiful red lips. Looking at his handsome, striking face, she suddenly let out a soft, mocking laugh.

"Sometimes, I genuinely wonder if I’m the one who’s blind," she said. "You’ve been playing me for a fool this whole time, and I just never seem to learn my lesson."

Walker’s sharp, masculine eyebrows furrowed. "Explain yourself. What exactly did I lie to you about?"

"Haven’t you lied enough?" Chloe said coldly.

Walker’s expression darkened. At that moment, he fiercely hated his inability to see. If he had his sight, he could have observed the look on her face and figured out what was actually going on. As it stood, he was left completely in the dark.

Chloe took a deep breath. "I’ve already made up my mind to divorce you. Dragging this out is pointless."

She turned and walked out of the study. If this didn’t work, she would find another way. No matter what, she was going to divorce Walker!

Returning to her room, she splashed cold water on her face to cool off. She gripped the edges of the sink and blinked softly as Preston Vance’s words echoed in her mind. It seemed she really was going to have to ask Preston for help.

After resting for a moment and calming her emotions, Chloe dialed his number.

"Hello, Chloe," Preston answered quickly, his tone warm and gentle.

"Preston, do you have some time right now?" Chloe asked. "Let’s meet up. I want to talk to you about something."

Preston’s tone brightened slightly. "Sure, I have time. I’ll come pick you up."

Chloe thought about it for a second before agreeing. "Alright."

After hanging up, she went to change her clothes. Not only that, but she also applied some light makeup.

When she came downstairs, Fiona Linton exclaimed excitedly, "Chloe, you look so pretty today! Are you going out?"

Chloe nodded. "I’m going to meet a friend."

Fiona flashed a meaningful smile. "A boyfriend or a girlfriend?"