[{"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-368":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},1662611,2128,"Chapter 368: I’m Just Looking at the Stars","our-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-chapter-368",368,"\u003Cp>\"You talk too much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant kept his eyes fixed on the building ahead, his tone exceptionally cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nathaniel Monroe sighed. \"Walker, is it that you don’t actually want to divorce her? If so, you should just go and tell her that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wasn’t looking at her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant finally withdrew his gaze, his expression grim. \"I was just looking at the stars.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nathaniel Monroe rolled his eyes dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Walker, even a dog wouldn’t believe that lie.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant had been standing here ever since Preston Vance entered the apartment building—a full five hours!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Nathaniel was getting tired!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And who knew what was going on with that Vance guy? He’d been in there for so long!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’They aren’t even that close. What could they possibly have to talk about?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nathaniel Monroe really didn’t like the look of that Vance guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant said, \"Has your sister found what I’m looking for abroad?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nathaniel Monroe sighed. \"No news. She’s gone off the grid again. I can’t reach her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Walker Grant frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Losing contact meant she was in an extremely dangerous place, one that required utmost caution to avoid discovery. Naturally, that meant she couldn’t casually contact anyone on the outside.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, the door of the apartment building ahead opened, and Preston Vance’s figure emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nathaniel Monroe’s eyes lit up. \"Walker, he’s out. Let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant shot him a dark, cold look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nathaniel Monroe rubbed his nose and gave him a sheepish grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preston Vance took a side path straight home, oblivious to the two men watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant withdrew his gaze. Just then, his phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took it out and saw it was a call from Dylan Finch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dylan Finch said, \"Mr. Grant, two things. First, I went to the place where we last had a trace of the young madam. It was completely empty. I couldn’t find any new clues; I’m sorry for my failure. Second, the person who stole your wife’s bag today has been found. Do you want to see him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. Where?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"An abandoned factory in the suburbs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night was thick and still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe Reed had just showered and was about to get into bed when her phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at the screen and immediately declined the call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the caller was relentless and immediately called back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brow furrowed slightly, but she answered anyway. \"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant’s voice was just as cold, and seemed to be laced with a hint of impatience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe Reed let out a soft laugh. \"If you need something, just say it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant’s tone was flat. \"I’ve caught the person who stole your bag. I’m about to go question him about who put him up to it. I think you should be there, so you don’t think I arranged the whole thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, his tone took on a mocking edge. \"What’s the matter? Scared to see me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe Reed scoffed. \"What are you, a devil?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she hung up, changed her clothes, and went downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walker Grant stood not far away, dressed in a black shirt and matching trousers. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, faintly revealing the line of his collarbones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His features were sharp and handsome, but his expression was placid, as if nothing in the world interested him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An image of a photo of him and Julian Grant flashed through Chloe Reed’s mind—the image of a flamboyant, unrestrained youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’He’s changed so much.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gathered her thoughts and walked toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her approach, Walker Grant turned and started walking away. His back was straight and broad, exuding an aura of cold detachment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chloe Reed asked, \"What were you doing here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",623,"2026-06-06T12:35:59.743Z",1,"novelbin.me","ea411ec39cd5c6bb788aeeddf4bcb3222c21fcf9d7c835962db6905e78aab6b1","our-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-chapter-369","our-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-chapter-367",518,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Four-anniversary-you-chose-her-i-chose-divorce-cover.jpg"]