"Don’t you need to rest?"
Walker Grant looked at her, returning to his previous question. "Are you worried about me?"
Chloe Reed: "..."
’What a stupid question to ask.’
’Looks like he’s fine after all. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so hung up on this.’
Chloe Reed simply turned her face away and said no more.
A soft sigh came from the man beside her. He spoke with a sense of resignation, "What’s the harm in lying to me a little?"
Chloe Reed said, "I’m not like you. I don’t go out of my way to deceive people."
Walker Grant: "..."
Silence fell over the room. After two minutes, he finally spoke. "Let’s go. The car is already at the entrance."
Chloe Reed nodded, turned, and left the room.
The checkout was already taken care of, and the car was waiting at the entrance. Once they were inside, they headed straight for the airport.
Chloe Reed gazed out the car window. She had only just arrived in this city and was already leaving in such a rush, without having had a proper look around.
A flicker of unease passed through her. She just hoped this trip would be a safe one, because she wasn’t ready to face the dangers that lay ahead.
The helicopter was ready. They boarded it directly. After takeoff, as the city’s skyline became more distinct, Chloe Reed pulled her gaze away.
Just then, Walker Grant took out a box and handed it to her.
"What’s this?"
Seeing her resolute expression, a faint smile touched Walker Grant’s thin lips. "Not bad. You’ve grown a lot. And now, it’s time to test the results of all your practice."
He took out a bulletproof vest and handed it to her. "Put this on. It will protect your vitals from long-range shots."
"What about you?" Chloe Reed asked as she took it from him.
Walker Grant said, "Of course I’m wearing one, too. You haven’t forgiven me yet, so I can’t just go and die so easily."
Hearing this, Chloe Reed lowered her gaze slightly, not responding to his comment.
She was wearing a tank top underneath, so she put the bulletproof vest on directly, then pulled her shirt on over it. Only then did she speak, her words coming slowly. "Walker Grant, we made an agreement. Once my problems are resolved, we get a divorce."
She looked up at him. "You promised. You wouldn’t go back on your word."
But Walker Grant looked away. "We’re not there yet. Anything could happen. I can’t be expected to give up all hope, can I?"

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