Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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Chapter 358 Slap Him With Shoe

Chapter 358 Slap Him With Shoe

My days in Snowville were shrouded in constant fear. om the Sanders to Sadie, I watched familiar faces vanish one by one.

An overwhelming sense of helplessness gripped me, forcing my nerves to stay taut as I braced myself to face the shadowy figure pulling the strings.

Even with Carter by my side, the dread lingered, unchanged at its core.

But here, in this new setting. I no longer had to worry about unseen eyes following my every move.

Within the walls of his home, Carter didn't have to feign his disability anymore..

And in this moment, my yearning for him surged to its peak.

"Carter, Carter. I murmured, planting desperate kisses along his throat and lips.

"Chloe, I'm here.

Our breaths tangled, heated, and frantic. Something about the unfamiliar environment or the presence of outsiders made the atmosphere feel even more electric

In the darkness, we were lost in the moment.

Just as things were escalating, Zocy's voice pierced through from outside the room. "Sis, where have you been?"

Startled, Carter and I shifted positions. I pressed myself against the door while my jacket lay crumpled on the carpet. My slip dress had already slid off one shoulder, and Carter's lips trailed from my mouth to the curve of my shoulder. "Baby, just ignore her, he murmured, his voice hoarse as his hand slid up the hem of my nightgown.

"Right now, I only want you. Be good."

But then Harlan's voice cut through the air. "That's enough, how could you stay in someone else's house? Come home with me."

"Get lost! Who gave you permission to touch me?" Zoey's voice was sharp and defiant.

"Do I need your approval to sleep with you?" he retorted.

Zoey let out a cold laugh. "Sleep with me? Ha! Why don't you aim for the stars instead? Look at yourself- how could you possibly compare to Carter? If I ever pick a man, it'll be someone like him-someone who loves, spoils, and respects his wife. Why would I even consider sleeping with a trashy mutt like you? You're delusional and ugly!"

"You're into Carter, aren't you?" Harlan's voice darkened.

"I'm into your dad, too!" Zoey shot back, her words dripping with sarcasm.

"Watch your filthy mouth, Janice. You need to be taught a lesson."

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coldly. "And who do you think you are to each me a lesson? You" Her words were cut off

the side. "Carter, I can't let Harlan bly

jacket, I opened the door, rushing out to the

"Stop...

I ask them to stop their hand

me was shocking. Harlan had Zoey pinned against him, one arm wrapped around her waist and the other

couldn't help but notice-Harlan looked striking in his crisp white shirt and black trousers. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing muscular forcas veined with strength. The undone buttons at his collar gave him a rugged, untamed

at that moment, he exuded the domineering aura of a warlord. Zoey, nestled in his arms, looked like a

they looked oddly

might have been tempted to ship them

was a world away from

intention of stopping him, but instead, I found myself

is he good-looking?" Carter's frosty voice startled me

I nodded instinctively. "Yes"

and quickly corrected myself. "I mean, no! Definitely not! I hate muscle-bound men like him. They're not elegant

a tanned, rugged physique-wild and untamed. There was no

glare as I turned to

me like this, not in this lifetime

I stammered, "Carter, I swear, there's

you practically

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I just thought they looked lovely together I swear, my

Harlan from Zoey's perspective, thinking about how well the two

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clearly wasn't buying it. His piercing stare seemed to question my

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fumbled to come up with an

Zoey finally snapped out of her daze. She shoved

Tace.

pervert! What do you think

wretched woman! You dare to

the next second, Zoey lost control; she grabbed her

yet receiving a shoe strike was the height of

blazed with fury

was kiss you. What's the big deal? Don't act like some innocent saint. You've been naked in front of me before, and I didn't bat an eye. Why are you pretending to be so virtuous now?"

shoe was her weapon, and she tried swinging it again, but Harlan pinned her wrist

curving into an amused