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

else in the world who

Luke, I finally understood how wonderful

helpless in front of

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

car pulled up to the Doltons villa, Tiffany was

opened the door with a smile and

"Carter, you...

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me, her smile froze.

here?

"I brought Zocy to

Tiffany was clearly displeased, she didn't know how

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

were completely covered in bright roses,

into the house, where Peter was writing in his tea

wheelchair to my face, and he paused for a moment. "This

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

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

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

As he looked up,

""Peter," I greeted.

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

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didn't even know her preferencek. Tiny,

Peter. I'm not picky. I

your first time here and you're Carter's

was genuine, not at all

showed 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.

gave Tiffany a look and chided, "You better

huffed, leaving with a glare

are you

from 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

couldn't help but marvel. How could this man write so

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

far beyond wealth

your writing is

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

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