Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 374 I Miss You Dearly

Chapter 374 I Miss You Dearly

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With all the commotion, I lost my mood, constantly worrying that Harlan might harm Zoey.

"Carter, your friend doesn't seem unreliable. I'm worried he..." I trailed off.

Carter bent down, scooping me up and carrying me upstairs. "He's just not good at loving, but he won't really hurt her. You should change the password tomorrow."

I blushed. I had shared the house password with Zoey, and she had shared her parents with me. I thought of my house as her house too.

It took me by surprise for her to show up at such an inconvenient time.

Once we were in the bedroom, Carter locked the door behind us, and only then did I feel secure.

"Chloe, no one can disturb us now."

Lately, Carter had been getting more and more passionate, but I didn't mind. Being with the person I loved in such a way was, after all, a beautiful thing.

We gave in to our desires until the early hours of the morning. As I lay beside him, I noticed a message from Zoey.

She was going to the White's residence tomorrow, trying to get close to Whitney for me.

My heart sank. I quickly dialed her number.

Zoey, still half asleep, mumbled, "Sis, do you check the time? You two have a sex life, but I didn't!"

"Zoey, stay away from the Carlyn brothers. I don't want you getting involved with them. They're dangerous!"

"Chloe, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Plus, Harlan will be there too."

I frowned and stopped her, "Then, keep your guard up. Those two are more complicated than they seem. If anything happens, contact me immediately. And don't let anyone see us together for now. They'll start suspecting you." "Got it, now go back to sleep." Zoey hung up.

Carter had finished his shower, lifted the blanket, and joined me in bed, pulling me into his arms. "Don't worry, Zoey isn't as clueless as you think. Didn't you advise Philippa to let her grow? I think you care about her more than Philippa does."

I chuckled lightly and said, "It's just a habit of mine to worry. If we have kids one day, I'll probably be even more anxious."

Carter pulled me closer, his fingers gently running through my hair, his voice husky. "Go to sleep."

The next day.

Just yesterday, I had mentioned wanting to visit the Doltons with him, and today, he had already arranged

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the Doltons that wasn't interested in anyone else and to show

probably no one else in the world who makes the

Luke, I finally

to be helpless in front of others. I couldn't even walk in and out

informed the Doltons beforehand, as he had often visited Peter Dolton,

pulled up to the Doltons villa, Tiffany was

with a smile and looked

"Carter, you...

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me, her smile froze. I

here?

brought

was clearly displeased, she didn't know how to stop

car and surveyed the Doltons property. It had a traditional courtyard style but with an abundance

completely covered in bright roses, creating a stark contrast-like a noble monk

pushed Carter into the house, where Peter was writing

gaze shifted from the wheelchair to

me, "Peter, this is my wife, Zoey. This is

was surprised. Tiffany had seemed so troublesome, almost like someone who would

unreasonable too, but to my

looked up, I

""Peter," I greeted.

you really should have let me know you were bringing

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Tiny, tell your aunt

Peter. I'm not picky. I can

time here and you're Carter's wife. How could we

was genuine,

her disdain on her face and uttered, 'She said she didn't need anything, so

apologetically at me. Ms. Gardner, I hope you don't mind. I only have one daughter, and I've spoiled her too much."

gave Tiffany a look and chided, "You better run along

fine," Tiffany huffed, leaving with a glare at

you

times. The rest is yours

the first time I saw Carter use a calligraphy brush. His writing, like his

How could this

No wonder Tiffany didn't mind his legs and was hell-bent

went far beyond wealth

your writing is amazing,"

a fresh sheet of paper, writing, There's a beauty I've seen, whose image lingers in my mind. One day apart, and I miss her

direct-he didn't even need to say more. Just a few lines from