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

probably no one else in the world who makes the feel as safe as

finally

a shame that he had to pretend to be helpless in front of others. I couldn't even

beforehand, as he had often visited Peter Dolton,

to the Doltons villa, Tiffany was already

a smile and looked at

"Carter, you...

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smile froze.

doing here? You're not welcome

quickly spoke up, "I brought

she didn't know how

stepped out of the car and surveyed the Doltons property. It had a traditional courtyard style

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

where Peter

this." His gaze shifted from the wheelchair to my face, and he paused for

me, "Peter, this is my wife, Zoey. This is the life-saving Peter

like someone who

be unreasonable too, but to my surprise, Peter was

he looked up, I saw

""Peter," I greeted.

down his pen and said, "Carter, you really should have

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I didn't even know her preferencek. Tiny, tell

alright. Peter. I'm not picky. I can eat

your first time

was genuine,

uttered, 'She said she didn't need anything, so why

you really... Peter smiled apologetically at 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,

huffed, leaving with a glare at

you writing?"

poem of renowned poetry from ancient times. The rest is

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

marvel. How

real. No wonder Tiffany didn't mind his legs

went far

writing is

grabbed a fresh sheet of paper, writing, There's a beauty I've seen, whose image lingers in my mind. One

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