He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 179

**A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**

**Chapter 179: The Rescue and the Chase**

Before Arthur could utter a single word, Chloe had already flung open the car door.

“Finished,” she declared, her tone sharp as a knife. “Arthur, we’re done. Spare us both the hassle and keep your pride intact. If you ever pull something like this again, I won’t hold back.” Her voice was icy and resolute, echoing in the stillness of the moment.

With a forceful slam, she shut the door behind her, the sound reverberating like a thunderclap.

Arthur flinched, the sudden noise jolting him from his thoughts. The entire car seemed to tremble as if it too felt the weight of her anger.

For a fleeting moment, he feared that door would never swing open again, sealing off any chance of reconciliation.

When had Chloe become so fierce, so unyielding?

“Chloe!” he shouted, desperation creeping into his voice, but she didn’t even glance back. She was already striding away, her back turned to him as if he were nothing more than a distant memory.

She had leaped out of the car on the overpass, and now she was ready to jump into the unknown!

What was wrong with her? Had she completely lost her mind?

Damn it!

Frustration surged through him as he tore off his seatbelt, flinging the door open. He was just about to chase after her when the roar of an engine cut through his thoughts like a knife.

A car was barreling toward them at breakneck speed. Who on earth was behind the wheel?

Arthur’s heart raced as he glanced over his shoulder. A sleek black sedan zipped past, too fast for him to catch a glimpse of the driver.

In an instant, the car executed a sharp, controlled drift, coming to a halt beside Chloe.

She caught sight of the driver, pausing for just a heartbeat.

Then, without a moment’s hesitation, she opened the passenger door and slid inside.

In that split second, Arthur’s heart sank.

It was Eugene.

Their eyes locked in the rearview mirror, and Arthur could see the faint, mocking smile that danced on Eugene’s lips, as if he relished this moment.

The engine growled once more, and the car surged forward, leaving Arthur standing there, paralyzed.

“Chloe! Wait!” he yelled, his voice tinged with panic, but it was too late. She was gone, swallowed by the distance.

He remained frozen in place, watching the taillights of the car fade into the horizon. A voice inside him screamed in agony—he had lost her, possibly for good.

Arthur’s gaze lingered on the empty road where Chloe had just been. How could she have jumped into Eugene’s car so quickly, so willingly?

**4 PM**

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