Chapter 901: If You Don’t Love Anymore, You Just Don’t

"Divorce is something I decided on a long time ago," Chloe Reed said, her expression entirely calm. She lowered her eyes, making it impossible for anyone to tell what she was really thinking.

Fiona Linton’s lips moved as she thought about the money Walker Grant had given her. Gritting her teeth, she decided to press on. "Chloe, I think you should reconsider. Maybe you haven’t realized it yourself, but you are at your most relaxed when you’re with Walker. You aren’t anxious or tense. He gives you a complete sense of security, and he’s always loved you. He’s willing to do anything for you..."

Chloe looked up at her, emotions rippling gently in her clear, watery eyes. Fiona instinctively averted her gaze, feeling a bit guilty. "I... I’m just sharing my thoughts from a bystander’s perspective. You—you don’t have to listen to me, haha..."

She felt incredibly awkward. She had essentially become Walker’s lobbyist. Anxiously grabbing at her own hair, she feared Chloe would be angry with her for speaking up on his behalf. She kept stealing glances at her friend.

Taking in all her nervous little gestures, Chloe curled her lips into a faint smile. "Why are you so tense? Of course I’ve thought about everything you just said. But Fiona, when the love is gone, it’s gone. No matter how much we’ve been through together, it doesn’t change the fact that I just don’t love him anymore. Forcing two people to stay together is just mutual torture."

"Alright." Since it had come to this, Fiona stopped trying to persuade her. Lowering her hands, she said, "I respect your choice. I’ll also do my best to cure his eyes. Once his vision is restored, I’ll go to your place. We still need to get our revenge on the Holloways."

Chloe nodded. "Mhm."

She wasn’t going to go to the Grant Family Estate. Walker would return sooner or later; she just needed to wait for him at Jardinelle.

That evening, however, she received an unexpected video call from her grandmother.

Upon answering, the elderly woman’s wrinkled yet smiling face appeared on the screen. "Chloe, why didn’t you come over with Walker? He can’t see right now. Isn’t it a bit much to make him travel all this way by himself?"

Chloe’s eyelid twitched. "Walker went to see you?" she asked in astonishment.

Her grandmother nodded. "That’s right! He arrived this afternoon. If you don’t believe me, look."

The elderly woman turned the phone around. Sure enough, Chloe saw Walker sitting right there in her grandmother’s living room, sipping tea.

Chloe was rendered entirely speechless.

She reached up to rub her forehead, absolutely stunned that he had actually gone to her grandmother’s place. She wondered what he meant by doing this. Was he trying to escape reality? But was there any point in that?

"Chloe, you should come over too. I haven’t seen you in so long, and I really miss you," her grandmother said with a beam, flipping the camera back to herself.

Chloe blinked. "I’m a bit busy lately, so I won’t be visiting for now. Once work slows down, I’ll come over and spend time with you."

"You brat, just when exactly will you be done being busy?" The elderly woman sounded displeased. "You aren’t even as thoughtful as Walker. He can’t see a thing, yet he still knows to come visit me." Though her words were full of complaints, her tone remained light and affectionate.

Chloe forced a smile. "Alright, then let him take care of you. I have things to do, so I’ll hang up now." She ended the call without waiting for her grandmother to say another word.

Having overheard everything from the side, Fiona couldn’t help but click her tongue. "TSK, TSK. Impressive. To avoid getting divorced, he actually ran away. I can hardly imagine a guy like him pulling a stunt like this."