Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 164 Carter's True Love +10 Free Coins

As I thought it over, something didn't feel right. A heart transplant isn't as simple as a scrape or bruise. Both pre and post-surgery require extensive recovery and observation.

Ever since my death, I'd stayed close to Luke, watching Anna wreak havoc.

"She doesn't seem like someone who's undergone surgery, and now that she's pregnant, it's even less likely. Even if she took Chloe's heart, it wouldn't be viable anymore if it wasn't transplanted at the time," I reasoned.

Carter locked eyes with me. "Zoey, a few years ago, medical research claimed that if a beating heart is placed into a scaled container, removing as much air as possible, it can undergo isochoric supercooling. This greatly improves preservation techniques, Who knows how far they've progressed by now?"

"Moreover," he contitled, "have you considered that Chloe's heart might have been transplanted into someone else while she was still alive and her heart was still beating? Of course, that's just a theory. It might not be the heart-it could be the kidneys or even the corneas My grip tightened on Carter's sleeve as I struggled to suppress the horrifying images his words conjured.

Lhad seen Anna's cruelty firsthand when dealing with Grandma.

If it was just for shares, she wouldn't have needed to go to such extremes.

If she wanted to deal with me, one clean strike would have sufficed. But no, she skinned me, dismantled my bones, and tore my body into pieces.

Anna didn't just hate me. She despised the Sanders and loathed Grandma.

This wasn't just about money or love. Anna was hiding a terrible secret.

I wanted nothing more than to end her with one stroke burying her secrets forever.

But if I left her untouched, my rage would only eat away at me.

Carter pulled me into his arms after sensing my anger, sorrow, and despair.

He cradled the back of my head and calmed me. "Zoey, don't be angry."

The warmth in his magnetic voice slowly calmed the storm inside me.

For a fleeting moment, I wondered if Carter had already seen through my disguise and realized I was Chloe.

Remembering how determined he had been to track me down earlier, a surge of speculation filled my

mind.

Could I be the person that Carter truly loved?

But how could that be possible?

thought was so absurd that I quickly

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would he have stayed lent for so many

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black overcoat on a nearby chair, I asked, "Carter, are you

had calculated my death date starting from the day of my burial since no one-not even 1-knew the exact moment I'd taken my last breath. Today marked

greenhouse. When he emerged, he was holding a

use roses

notion I had tried so

loved me because he was so kind to

my heart race,

left in their

by a florist and bought a bouquet of white hydrangeas and black

always been my

symbolized hope, loyalty,

the end, my life was nothing

roses were Zoey's favorite. It

was the first and last time I would pay my respects to both Chloe and

Boltons were already at the cemetery when

the day of my death, they had been devastated. But seven days later,

who was the most emotional of them all, could

room for thoughts of the

gone.

was just a

venom. "What are you doing here? And why are you

I was wearing full makeup, high heels, and carrying

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Carter's

angel and a

mourned, I

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eyes lingered on the flowers in my hands and a flicker of disbelief flashed in

you know she liked hydrangeas?"