Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 415 Welcome Back to My World

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Hearing his words sent a chilling wave through my body. As if I'd been thrown into the coldest part of the world, I felt frozen to my core. Clutching my phone tightly, I imagined it was Yael's heart in my grasp. I wanted to crush it, to see him writhe in agony in the palm of my hand. At last, I understood why hatred could drive people insane and strip them of all reason.

At that moment, I couldn't stay rational either.

Only one thought consumed me.

Kill him. Kill his brother. Kill his entire family! Go to hell, you demons!

"Chloe, weren't we happy together? Come back, won't you? I miss you," he sounded like an innocent, naive boy.

But I knew all too well the ugly face hiding beneath that bright smile.

Oh, I missed you too. I miss you to the point of wanting to break your neck!

Carter stayed silent, perhaps lost in thought, strategizing.

Yael continued, "Chloe, Whitney is getting married soon. She's been so busy lately. Don't you want to be there for your only sister's wedding?" He was truly a devil, always ready to exploit someone's weakness.

"Chloe, I really hate Janice. If you don't come back, I'll kill her. You're so kind; surely, you wouldn't want me to harm an innocent person, right?"

He switched to video mode, and I had no choice but to accept.

The camera shifted, revealing two familiar figures on the screen.

Whitney and Taylor were at a flower field shooting their wedding photos. Amid the sea of blooms, I noticed a cliff in the distance.

Yael's voice came from off-screen. "Chloe, what do you think? If I pushed her off the cliff, you'd never have to see her again. Or maybe when they shoot the horseback riding scene later, I could tamper with the horse and let it drag her to death. Wouldn't that be fun I shook my phone desperately, trying to tell him I wouldn't allow it.

He chuckled softly. "Chloe, killing someone without leaving a trace is so easy. If she dies in an accident, even the Pearsons can't blame us, can they? After all, she followed us here willingly. It's not like we begged her to come." B*st*rd!

"Chloe, I may not harm Whitney, but who's to stop me from hurting someone else?"

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Bloom Valley in an hour, tell Harlan to collect her body!

With that, he hung up.

Carter immediately called Zoey, but no one answered.

That b*st*rd Yael must've done something to her, cutting off our contact.

Carter with reddened eyes. "I have to go back, I

grabbed my hand and I could see the

have time to argue. Yael had only given us an hour.

from here would take two hours by car. The only option was

back. How could he bear

together. To him, I'm more like an elder than anything else. He won't hurt me. His issues

sorry, Carl. I

to tell him how much I suffered on the island

typing when Carter interrupted me. "Don't say that word.

at life. I can't let her sacrifice herself for me again, Carl. I'll find the antidote, and I'll

into a tight embrace, his voice hoarse "Chloe,

of Zoey's bright, cheerful face, how could I be

the antidote. No matter how dangerous it was, I

grow old with you, Carl. We don't have children yet I've decided I'll give a

replied in a choked voice, "No. I

I'm begging you. I've already caused Esmee's death. I can't

Esmee's body flung into the air, landing

time, I could save

"Carl, please."

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before instructing someone to

take only ten minutes

still had

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to the bedroom and removed the Stone of Duality from my neck, replacing it with

inside. Whatever

I nodded obediently.

safe. Don't let yourself get hurt. Give me time to prepare, and

I nodded again.

"What about the dagger?"

one he'd given me at the night

micro-explosive chip in the hilt. Fll show you

hidden feature.

sensitive. Don't wear makeup for

face had finally

message on my

rest well. If you collapse, I'll have no hope left. Do it for

caressed my face. "I

to the helicopter. We couldn't

flight, I leaned into Carter's arms,

could stay by his side, growing old