Chapter 446

Chloe Grace’s eyes were red. “Miss Hale, that’s not what I meant.” William Turner frowned. “Chloe, why are you doing this to yourself?” Chloe looked down, silent for a few seconds, then said softly, “You’re right. What’s the point?” She stopped arguing and turned to leave. But just as she moved, her thin wrist was caught by him. He’d been drinking—not completely sober—but some part of him knew if he let this meetup slide, he might not get another chance. She’d been avoiding him, not even letting their kid see him. —She really had a heart of stone. William shook off Olivia Hale’s hand. Fueled by alcohol, he started saying things from deep down. “Chloe Grace, isn't it because you look down on Olivia? If she was someone classy like Jenny Winslow, would you care this much? You’d act a little reserved, go abroad to have the baby, then come back and be with me again, wouldn’t you? It’s because of where Olivia comes from, what she’s been through—deep down, you think she’s beneath you. You jus