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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interested in anyone else and to show me that he

in the world who makes

with Luke, I finally understood

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

as he had often visited Peter Dolton, Tiffany's father, during his

pulled up to the Doltons villa, Tiffany

door with a

"Carter, you...

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her gaze shifted to me, her smile froze. I returned her

you doing here? You're not

up, "I brought

was clearly displeased, she didn't

Doltons property. It had a traditional courtyard style

roof tiles were completely covered in bright roses, creating a stark contrast-like a noble monk tangled

house, where Peter was writing in

this." His gaze shifted from the wheelchair to my

this is my wife, Zoey.

Tiffany had seemed so troublesome, almost like someone who would cause a lot of

be unreasonable too, but to my surprise, Peter was graceful, humble, and his appearance was

As he looked up, I

""Peter," I greeted.

"Carter, you really should

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even know her preferencek. Tiny, tell

not picky.

do that. It's your first time here and

enthusiasm was genuine, not at

and uttered, 'She said she didn't need anything, so why add more dishes? She's

Ms. Gardner, I hope you don't mind. I only

gave Tiffany a look and chided, "You

leaving

are you writing?" Carter

ancient times. The rest is yours to finish." He handed

first time I saw Carter use a calligraphy brush. His writing, like his personality, was bold, strong, and flawless-each stroke seemed to strike right at

help but marvel. How

almost didn't seem real. No wonder

far beyond wealth or

your writing is amazing," I praised

fresh sheet of paper, writing, There's a beauty I've seen,

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