Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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Chapter 120 Carter, it's so sweet!

Chapter 120 Carter, it's so sweet!

I didn't care anymore. To provoke Luke, I forcefully placed Carter's hand around my waist,

Carter's large hand pressed against me. Even though I was wearing a sweater, he was stiff and unmoving, as if afraid to overstep the boundaries by even the smallest amount.

Luke's face darkened, but I felt a rush of satisfaction.

I remembered how Anna would frequently cozy up to him, wrapping her arms around his neck or waist, sometimes almost kissing him in front of me.

All I did was tell him to be mindful of the boundaries. Luke would furrow his brow, staring at me with cold eyes. "You're the one who's dirty, always seeing filth in others. Anna is my sister. What are you thinking? Apologize to Anna,"

He could be sweet and affectionate with a girl who wasn't even his real sister. Why couldn't I be affectionate with my own husband?

It felt so good to finally turn the tables. The cold violence and negative pressure I had endured from Luke hadn't been a one-time thing-

For years, I had felt like a walking corpse, especially after losing the child, when my mental state broke down completely.

I had even wondered if I hadn't been accidentally killed, and if I had exposed Luke and Anna's affair, my family probably still wouldn't have sided with me.

They would have found excuses for Anna and blamed everything on me. In the end, I would have been completely abandoned.

It was because my body was something they had given me that they could stand on their moral high ground, bind me with their expectations, and guilt-trip me.

I would be trapped in this torment for the rest of my life.

Chloe's death severed the last ties I had with them.

From now on, I would take revenge without any emotional burden.

What I owed them, I had already repaid long ago.

What I needed to do now was have my revenge in full, and I was going to make it even worse! This would be much better than simply stabbing them once.

A single stab would only hurt for a few minutes, but I wanted them to suffer day and night.

I coyly leaned against Carter's neck, my voice soft and sweet, "Carter, tonight... could you go a little gentler? It hurts"

That little whiny tone just happened to be loud enough for Luke to hear.

Carter was wearing a high-neck cashmere sweater, and Die soft fabric clung to his skin, taking on a faint

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pink hue.

was hoarse and tense,

wait

from his lap and pushed the wheelchair

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the way, Carter, do you prefer boys or girls? Maybe we could have two, one like

I said this, Luke abruptly raised his eyes

those very words to him once

Word for word.

ke

he walked up to us. "Uncle Carter, I

Since it's snowing heavily today and we have nothing else to do, why don't I join you and help yo

glanced at him

really understand the nature of Carter's

you were to say they were close, in the past

way, they were rivals, but Carter had gone abroad early

interested in the family legacy. He was determined to get what

shifting toward domestic assets. He even hinted

have the same defensive stance toward Luke that Luke had

on hurting Luke at all; in

course, insisted on joining

He asked, "Why are you coming with

more reservations. She was bent on

didn't want to accept her,

of them wanted to go public, and the other wanted

in motion, and Luke couldn't bail out

wouldn't allow it, and neither

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the greatest weapon She became eager and exposed her intentions

one he loved most wasn't me or

spend their whole lives

craved novelty, freedom. Anna's appearance had satisfied that for

played the loving husband, making me the beloved he could never

person compete with the

heart as

a woman who resembled me had appeared again, and it sparked his worst

shift onto me, and a thought woul

happen, which was why she was so

get impatient with you, it was the beginning of failure. And all I had to do was stand back and orchestrate

Carter and I sat at the front of the van, while they took the

of me. Every day, he'd be dragged out to be my tool, his face

would be more brazen and get

box of grapes and smiled