Marriage Lies and a Dangerous Obsession novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87

The next morning, at the hospital.

Chloe tried to convince her parents to move into the city, but they wouldn’t agree.

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She knew exactly what was on their minds. They were scared lan might turn on her and come after her for revenge, and they just couldn’t bear to lose face.

But her parents had no clue that she’d already signed a marital agreement with Ian.

As long as she stayed married, every penny Ian owned was hers to use as she pleased.

She was trapped in Ian’s game, and no matter what she tried–every trick, every move–he’d already predicted it all.

Even if escape wasn’t an option, she could keep her cool, cut her losses, and make sure she and her family walked away with as much as possible.

Chloe tried to keep her voice steady as she talked to her mom. “Mom, the Hamilton family is the biggest name in Kingsford. Ian’s their one and only heir–he’s good–looking, knows how to make money, he’s clever, and basically has connections everywhere. He’s powerful and influential. He gave me the title of Mrs. Hamilton and let me live in luxury. What else is left for me to hold onto?”

But no matter how calm Chloe sounded, the bitterness hiding in her voice was clear, and it made Jill’s heart ache for her.

Now that Chloe had finally compromised, her parents–whether they liked it or not–could only accept it.

As noon rolled around, Chloe went out to get lunch.

On her way back to the hospital, she unexpectedly ran into Andrea and Clint in the hallway.

It had been a while since Chloe last saw Andrea, and she could instantly tell Andrea had had a little cosmetic work done. But overall, she still looked pretty much the same.

Andrea was rocking a thin down jacket and was decked out in designer gear from head to toe. Every movement looked practiced, like she’d been coached on how to carry herself.

It was plain to see she’d put in a ton of effort to level up her image behind the scenes.

Andrea noticed Chloe was alone, and a small smile appeared on her lips. “Mrs. Hamilton, long time no see.”

Andrea greeted Chloe warmly, as if she were greeting an old friend.

Chloe gave a quick nod and walked straight toward her mom’s room.

‘Figures, people like that always end up together,‘ Chloe thought with a hint of sarcasm.

‘What a bunch of phonies, she sneered inwardly.

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Andrea leaned in and whispered unmething to Clin.

Out of nowhere, Clint raised his water ga Chloe and de, “Way, nude woman Gael you her my sess talking to you?

Chloe barely had time to react before the you drenched–water shattered all over her, working her loses have

to toe.

Andrea just stood there behind her son, not even pretending to stop him.

Just then, Carl stepped out of the hospital room and wonted Andrea and Cline

Seeing his sister getting bullied by a little kid, Carl marched over, writhed Clint by the collar, and warph “You little punk, wanna see if I throw you out?

Clint got so freaked out he dropped his water gun and burst into tears, walling for this mom

Andrea rushed forward to protect her son. Tet go of my childt Even if you have a problem with w, don’t you dare lay a finger on him!”

Chloe shoved Andrea out of the way and turned to her brother Carl, let the kid goi

Carl did as told and set Clint down. “Don’t worry, sis. I was just trying to scare him a bit

Andrea bent down and scooped Clint into her arms, muttering something in his ear. The little brar started crying even louder, kicking around and howling that he was hurting all over

Andrea strutted right up to Chloe, acting all righteous. “Mrs. Hamilton, everyone saw it–your brother laid hands on my son. Now my boy’s saying he’s in pain. I think it’s perfectly reasonable to demand a full–body check–up, don’t you?”

Carl, clearly pissed off, shot back, “Come on, I just picked the kid up! Since when did you see me actually hit him?”

Andrea wouldn’t back down. “Don’t you know kids are super fragile? Sometimes being scared hurts even more than getting injured.”

Chloe knew her brother’s temperament inside out–she could read him like a book.

Ever since he was little, he was the golden boy, showered with luxury and attention, but overnight, he crashed from living at the top to struggling at the bottom.

He looked tough and bossy, but in truth, he was sensitive and impulsive–never malicious, though.

And given he already had it out for Andrea and Clint, blowing up like that was bound to happen.

Chloe handed the food to Carl. “Head back and eat with Mom. I’ll go take care of those two at the clinic.

Chloe walked off, Carl trailing behind until she threw him a sharp look. Only then did he begrudgingly stop, though it was clear he wasn’t happy about it.

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The doctor gave Clint a thorough check–up, but found nothing wrong. Only then did Andrea finally back off.

At the elevator of the clinic, Andrea turned to Chloe. “Sorry, Mrs. Hamilton, I hope you don’t think I’m being too cautious. Others may not know, but surely you, of all people, understand who my son really is.”

Chloe replied calmly, not even blinking. “If someone really has status, they can claim it out in the open–and everyone would see it. So tell me, what status does your son actually have?”

Chloe’s words hit Andrea right in her sore spot, making her feel prickly and uncomfortable all over.

Andrea flashed a fake, syrupy smile, making sure Chloe would feel awkward. “You’re absolutely right, Mrs. Hamilton. Clint’s dad dotes on him way too much–if Clint so much as scrapes a knee, his dad will scoop him up in his arms and fuss over him forever, then turn around and blame me for not looking after ‘our son‘ properly. Maybe I’m just being overdramatic about it.”

Just then, Chloe’s phone rang.

She picked up, not caring that Andrea was watching.

Ian’s voice came through, clear and alert. “How’s your mom doing?”

Chloe glanced at Andrea, answering coolly, “She’s fine.”

Ian asked, “Have you had lunch yet? Do you want me to come pick you up?”

Chloe brushed him off with a couple of vague replies, then hung up without bothering for more chatter.

Seeing Andrea’s forced, awkward expression, Chloe couldn’t help but twist the knife. “You know, I used to think you were something special, but I guess that’s about all you’re good for. Better stick to taking care of your kid.”

After Chloe walked away, Andrea pushed Clint aside, her face scrunched up with annoyance.

She’d poured everything into perfecting her persona, maxed out her credit cards just so she wouldn’t touch a dime from Ian, and used her influencer status to rub elbows with every brand out there. All that effort just to squeeze into the rich crowd.

But just when she thought Ian might finally start noticing her, Chloe had the audacity to come back.

Not only were they still together, they actually looked like nothing ever happened between them.

Andrea gritted her teeth, spitting out, “Bitch!”

She’d spent ages scheming, and now, there was nothing about her that was any worse than Chloe. In fact, she was easily Chloe’s equal in every single way.

She honestly couldn’t figure out what kept Ian so hooked on Chloe–I mean, what was there left to miss?

That evening, Chloe had barely stepped through the door when Ian walked in right behind her.

Ian strode right up to Chloe, his voice tense. “What happened with Clint at the hospital today?”

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Hearing Ian’s question, Chloe set her phone down and stood up.

In the living room, the two of them just stared at each other in silence for a few seconds.

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Chloe didn’t sugarcoat a thing–she looked Ian right in the eye. “My brother really did grab Clint, and yeah, he straight–up threatened to drop him hard enough to hurt him. That’s exactly what happened.”

Chloe snapped, her voice cold, “I know you care about those two. If you really want to take it out on me, go ahead and do it–don’t bother holding back.”

Jan’s face clouded over. “Chloe, I’m just asking a question. Why are you getting all worked up?”

Chloe shot back, raising her voice, “You walk in and start interrogating me–what’s that supposed to mean?”

They locked eyes, caught in a silent standoff–the tension so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Ian finally spoke up, his voice softer now. ‘Chloe, we’re husband and wife. We’ve been childhood sweethearts for so many years–have I ever laid a hand on you?”

Chloe couldn’t help but scoff, her voice icy. Tan, don’t forget–you snapped my brother’s wrist once, just to protect your precious woman!