After Divorcing my Captain Husband (Chloe and Michael)

Chapter 444 The Strange Man

Didn't she just discuss buying an apartment with Candy yesterday?

How come he knew it today?

"Wesley mentioned it to me," Michael replied.

Wesley?

"When did you and Wesley become so close?"

Chloe thought the two hated each other.

"Maybe we're in the same boat."

Upon hearing that, Chloe glanced at him, her eyes full of contempt.

But she did fall into the scam carefully designed by Michael.

"Have you picked a property?"

Leaning her head against the window, Chloe replied, "Maybe the one under Cloud Group."

The properties under Cloud Group were truly of exceptional quality.

"The houses there are still under construction. If you want to move in, it will probably take a year. And new buildings are not stable. It's better to consider the older ones. Mortland is a good option." Chloe also knew the houses at Mortland he had mentioned were good.

But the price was twice that of the houses under Cloud Group.

It was already challenging for her to pay the full amount at once.

"If you think Mortland is good, you can contact me. I have a friend who is really good at this."

Chloe chuckled. "Mr. Shawn, so you're also involved in real estate."

The car slowly stopped in Urban Lane. Chloe got out of the car without even saying goodbye to Michael. Leaning in the driver's seat, Michael rolled down the window and said, "Consider my proposal."

Chloe snorted and went upstairs with her bag.

After Wesley took Candy away from the cemetery, they went to his place and spent much time together in bed.

Upon returning home, she just felt sore all over. She lay in bed, moaning

Unable to tolerate her voice anymore, Chloe walked over and handed her a glass of water. "Be careful."

They should have some restraints on sex.

"I want to. Go tell that damn man about this!"

In the past, Wesley was rather crazy in this regard.

After they broke up once, he seemed to be more out of control.

Candy couldn't handle it every time.

Chloe shook her head helplessly and found that she seemed to have no interest in this aspect at the moment.

She wondered if it was because of the pregnancy.

In the evening, Chloe went to the balcony to collect clothes.

But then she found someone standing downstairs.

She paid little attention to the man at first. However, when she had collected all the clothes and held them in her arms, she found that the man was still standing there. And his gaze seemed to be fixed on the building where her apartment was.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she wondered if a perverted murderer had entered the building.

She immediately walked over to Candy and woke her up.

"Candy, there's someone standing downstairs."

Candy was half asleep. "Who is it? Just let him. Maybe he just like standing there. None of our business."

With that, she turned over and was about to go back to her sleep.

But Chloe pulled her back and said, "I just saw that he seemed to be looking at our apartment."

Chloe's sixth sense had always been quite accurate.

The more she thought about it, the uneasier she felt.

Candy heard her voice trembling and realized that she was not joking. She rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed.

"Where did you find him? I'll go check it out," Candy asked.

"On the balcony," Chloe replied, pointing.

Candy put on her slippers and went out.

When she reached the balcony and looked downstairs, she immediately exclaimed, "What the hell!"

"Isn't it? Am I right? That person is looking at our apartment!"

Chloe's eyes were brimming with anxiety.

The stories about perverted murderers that she had read on the Internet before suddenly flooded into her mind.

She wondered if the person down there was counting the floors.

At this time, Candy walked in in a panic, muttering, "Oh, crap!"

Chloe took her hand and asked tentatively, "Why don't we call the police?"

Calling the police seemed to be the best solution.

Even if the person was not a murderer, they would feel more at ease when the police were there.

Upon hearing Candy's words, Candy seemed to come to her senses. "Why call the police? I know the man downstairs." "What?"