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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he wanted to make it clear to the Doltons that wasn't interested in anyone else and to show me that he

no one else in the world who makes the feel as

with Luke, I finally understood how

to be helpless in front of others.

the Doltons beforehand, as he had often visited Peter Dolton, Tiffany's father, during

pulled up to the Doltons villa, Tiffany was

opened the door with a smile and looked at

"Carter, you...

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her smile froze. I returned her smile brightly. "It's me. Surprised?

doing here?

brought Zocy

she didn't know how to stop

It had a traditional courtyard

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

Carter into the house, where Peter was

at this." His gaze shifted from the wheelchair to my face, and he paused for a moment. "This is Ms.

this is my wife, Zoey. This

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

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

just my imagination? As he looked up, I saw

""Peter," I greeted.

said, "Carter, you

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didn't even know her preferencek. Tiny, tell your aunt to add two

Peter. I'm not picky. I can

time here

was genuine, not at all

face 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

look and chided, "You better run

Tiffany huffed, leaving with

you writing?"

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brush. His writing, like his personality, was bold, strong, and flawless-each stroke seemed to strike

How could this man

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

far

writing is amazing,"

paper, writing, There's a beauty I've seen, whose image lingers in my mind. One day apart,

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