I Stopped Waiting for His Reply

Chapter 7

Chloe looked at this ambitious woman and couldn't help thinking of herself 5 years ago. Equally confident, equally sure of herself.

Back then, she never would have imagined that all her pride and confidence would drown in a stretch of sea.

"We're about to divorce. If you want to take my place, the person you need to fight is him. Also, I value my life. You almost killed me today. I have no proof this time, but I will repay you eventually."

Without waiting for Mandy's response, Chloe shut the door, collapsed onto the bed, and fell asleep, exhausted in body and mind.

She slept until noon the next day. When she opened the door, she saw Leon leaning against the wall, his deep features carrying that same unshakable gloom.

"I'll be with you today," he said.

Slam!

Chloe shut the door in his face.

She ordered room service, ate slowly, and when she came out, Leon was still there.

Chloe pretended not to see him. She called her bodyguards and headed downstairs to hike the coastal cliffs.

She didn't want to rush. She walked slowly, stopping and resting along the way.

Leon followed at a distance. Not too close, not too far. Supporting Mandy, who had appeared out of nowhere midway.

At a cliff rest point, Mandy came up to Chloe and opened her palm.

"This watch he wears every day. It was from my sister Tanya, wasn't it?"

Chloe glanced at it and ignored her.

It was a watch with obvious wear, and its quality was extremely ordinary—completely mismatched with Leon's status.

She had bought him many watches over the years: collector's pieces not available on the market, limited editions from major brands. Her taste was impeccable.

But for 5 whole years, Leon had never taken off that damned cheap watch. Not even at the most high-end business functions.

"Looks like it." Mandy's eyes shifted strangely.

She suddenly dropped to her knees, grabbed Chloe, and waved her arms, crying out loudly.

"Miss Bennett! This is the watch Leon treasures most. You said you wanted to see it, so I took it while he was washing his hands and gave it to you. How could you use me like this? Don't throw it! I'm begging you!"

"Chloe! Don't touch it!"

Leon's urgent footsteps approached.

Mandy swung her forearm. The watch fell off the cliff and into the sea.

A figure followed immediately, trying to catch it.

Chloe stared blankly at the rapidly shrinking figure and murmured, "He... he loves her that much..."

A 25-meter cliff. Only extreme athletes dive from that height. He had no experience—all for a worthless watch from Tanya.

She looked at Mandy's ashen face and couldn't help slapping her.

"i***t! From that height, the water is like concrete. What are the odds your precious life survives?"

Chloe called for rescue.

Heaven still favored Leon. Compared to other cases where people's faces split in four or their brains were smashed out, he was lucky to be alive.

Chloe sat outside the ER for 6 hours, signing one critical condition notice after another.

Waiting with her was a married woman. Her husband had used bedsheets to lower her safely to the ground during a fire, suffering 70% burns over his body. Perhaps to ease her own anxiety, she comforted Chloe, saying he would be fine.

Chloe felt nothing.

Her husband had nearly killed himself over an old trinket belonging to another woman. She felt nothing about that objective fact.

Her marriage, to the very last moment, was nothing but bloody, wretched misery.

Leon's sternum was fractured. He was unconscious for 2 days.

The day he woke up, Chloe finished talking with the attending physician and went to his room. The moment she stepped in, several burly men pinned her arms and legs.