[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-our-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce":3,"chapter-our-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-our-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-chapter-229":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1662955,2128,"Chapter 229: Gathering for Gambling?","our-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-chapter-229",229,"\u003Cp>Preston Vance adjusted his glasses and asked calmly, \"Are we sure it’s a good idea not to let them up?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iris Yates said, \"If they come up, then *we’re* the ones who will have a problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preston Vance couldn’t help but laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he added, \"I haven’t had many dealings with Mr. Grant, but... he strikes me as obsessive. He won’t give up on anything easily.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he said this, he shot Chloe Reed a meaningful glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe Reed’s brows furrowed slightly, a wave of annoyance washing over her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That’s Walker Grant for you.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’If I don’t let him up today, he’ll just find some other way to get in.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s eat first,\" Chloe Reed said. \"We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preston Vance didn’t say anything more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t meddle in her affairs, maintaining a perfect, respectful distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The taste of the hot pot meat brought a fleeting moment of satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She finished a bottle of beer, and a pleasant warmth spread through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the good moment was short-lived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, there was a knock on her apartment door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Police! Official business!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice called from outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iris Yates’s eyes flew wide in disbelief. \"Police? Why are the police here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe Reed was just as baffled. She got up, went to the door, and opened it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two police officers stood in the doorway, their expressions stern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We received a public complaint about illegal gambling at this location. We need to come in and search.\" One of the officers presented his identification and then firmly stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Chloe Reed’s headache worsened. \"We’re not gambling.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two officers stepped inside and glanced around. They searched the apartment high and low, only to find three people eating hot pot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget gambling—there wasn’t even a mahjong table in sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My mistake, my mistake!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Nathaniel Monroe’s voice drifted in from the doorway. \"I got it wrong, it was my mistake! Not this address, it’s another one. Officers, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He apologized profusely and then gave them a different address.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two officers looked displeased. \"This time, you’re coming with us. If this address is wrong too, you’re coming down to the station.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, of course, I’ll go with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nathaniel Monroe nodded with a broad smile, then turned to Chloe Reed. \"Chloe,\" he said, \"I heard you moved, so I brought you a few small gifts. Hope you don’t mind them! I have to go now, but, uh, I’ll come back for dinner some other time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he left with the police.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that moment, Walker Grant had already strode in as if he owned the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the fuck...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iris Yates couldn’t help but curse under her breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe Reed’s expression was frozen. She never imagined they would resort to such tactics just to get inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant’s chilling gaze swept across the room, finally settling on Preston Vance at the dining table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A coldness swirled in his eyes. He let out a low chuckle and said, \"Chloe, you moved and didn’t tell your husband, but you invited an outsider over. Isn’t that a little inappropriate?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe Reed’s hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into her palms as she forced herself to remain calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ll really stoop to anything to get your way, won’t you?\" Her expression was full of mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Walker Grant was unfazed. He walked straight to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Grant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preston Vance greeted him with a faint nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant glanced at the spread on the table, then said, \"Mr. Vance canceled a dinner engagement tonight just to come back and dine with my wife. Such moving friendship, truly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iris Yates quietly shuffled over to Chloe Reed’s side. Taking in the explosive tension in the dining room, she shrank back a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chloe, this guy is terrifying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",660,"2026-06-06T12:35:59.743Z",1,"novelbin.me","09c1c3ffc8a89ef5928d2384a5cea8a69eb0d35f2a8d91c60faa5256ad2f2f10","our-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-chapter-230","our-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-chapter-167",518,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Four-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-cover.jpg"]