Chapter 416 Whitney Meeting Carter Finished

I shoved him away, staring at the smug smile on his lips. He looked particularly cheerful. "Chloe, I knew you'd come back," he said.

I gestured, "You lied to me."

A fleeting expression of guilt crossed his face, and he adopted a pitiful look, even feigning grievance. "Chloe, I'm sorry. If I hadn't lied, you wouldn't have obediently taken the medicine. If I hadn't poisoned you, you would've left me. I've seen Whitney chained up before. Day after day, the light in her eyes dimmed. Taylor regretted it, but it was too late to fix things. I don't want you to end up like that."

I extended my hand toward him for the antidote.

"Chloe, just wait a couple more days."

He took my hand and led me toward Bloom Valley. "It's beautiful inside. You'll love it."

I shook off his hand and pointed at my face.

"It's fine. Taylor already knows who you are. With that person gone, you're safe. Come on."

Trejected his touch, but he didn't seem bothered. It was as if my mere return was enough to make him

happy.

The whole way, he was chirping and chattering in my ear excitedly.

"Chloe, I was so miserable after you left. Every day, I thought about what I could do to bring you back. In the end, I had to threaten you with someone else's life. Don't you have even a bit of feeling for me in your heart?"

I shot him a cold look. Did he really expect me to care about someone who poisoned me?

Sensing my silent resentment, he softened his tone. "Chloe, don't be mad at me, okay?"

He bent his tall frame, gently shaking my arm like a child. "I'm sorry. I won't hurt you again."

In the distance, Zoey's voice echoed. "Whitney, look at all the butterflies!"

Whitney had finished her wedding photoshoot and changed back into her own clothes. Her makeup remained flawless, accentuating her delicate features. She turned toward Zoey's direction and a white butterfly landed on her fingertip. Startled, she froze in place, holding her breath.

She then silently studied the butterfly curiously.

Not far away, Taylor stood in a pristine white suit, watching Whitney with affection. He didn't interrupt the peaceful moment.

On appearances alone, they were a perfect match.

However, the deep-rooted feud between the Sanders and the Carlyns destined them to never truly be together.

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body but

had her way, Whitney wouldn't hesitate

Zoey turned and saw me,

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processed my unexpected presence. Despite her curiosity, her relationship with me wasn't close enough

in her wake. Like a fierce mother hen, she shielded me from Yael while glaring

I haven't done anything." Yael replied, spreading his hands in a display

"Mrs. Bolton, what

indicating I couldn't

up soon. Thank you for accompanying Whitney today; she seems much happier." Yael exuded a gentlemanly demeanor, playing the role of the perfect

wasn't lost

words. He was trying to send her away by

her to leave. Otherwise, who

couldn't risk exposing our

her eyes on Yael, while Taylor appeared to

at me, showing no particular reaction to

I suspected, he'd already figured out

Whitney's agitation, Taylor stepped back, giving us space. "Catch up with your sister. We'll stay at

prevent him from

had granted Whitney more freedom, but it was

hoped I could lift

my hand, her eyes reddening. "Chloe you

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To avoid making her feel guilty I didn't mention that it was because of her and

my head and

no easy task. Prolonging it would affect other bodily functions, which was why Carter hadn't insisted on keeping me by his side. Neither of

had my

if I encountered Amber, I wasn't afraid anymore. I now knew about her blood relation to Carter. Everything she did was

Carter and I had already exchanged fates, harming me would be hurting him. Would she

become my best

brothers wouldn't hurt me either, which meant I was safe in their

the antidote

my phone and shared my plan with Whitney. Only then did she breathe a

be okay,

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