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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Doltons that wasn't interested in anyone else and to show me that he only cared about

world who makes the

experience with Luke, I finally understood

was just a shame that he had to pretend to be helpless in

Doltons beforehand, as he had often

when his car pulled up to the Doltons villa, Tiffany was already waiting, looking

door with a smile and

"Carter, you...

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shifted to me, her smile froze. I returned

are you doing here? You're

"I brought

was clearly displeased, she didn't

the Doltons property. It had a traditional courtyard style but

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

Carter into the house, where Peter was writing in his tea

wheelchair to

wife, Zoey. This is the life-saving Peter I

troublesome, almost like someone who would cause a lot of drama, similar to

her father might be unreasonable too, but to my surprise, Peter was graceful,

imagination? As he looked up, I saw a trace of

""Peter," I greeted.

put down his pen and said, "Carter, you really

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preferencek. Tiny, tell your aunt

not picky. I can eat

we have to do that. It's your first time here and

genuine, not at

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

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

gave Tiffany a look and chided, "You

Tiffany huffed, leaving with a

are you writing?"

poetry from ancient times. The rest is yours to finish."

saw Carter use a calligraphy brush. His writing, like his personality, was bold, strong,

couldn't help but marvel. How could this

perfect, it almost didn't seem real. No wonder Tiffany didn't mind his legs and was hell-bent on

charm went far beyond

is

motion, he finished the last stroke and then grabbed a fresh sheet of paper, writing, There's a beauty I've seen, whose image lingers in my mind. One day apart, and I

didn't even need to say more. Just a few lines from an old poem