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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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Whitney

Whitney's body but

hesitate to drive

Zoey turned and saw me, her smile

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as she processed my unexpected presence. Despite her curiosity, her relationship with me wasn't close enough to warrant further inquiry. Suppressing the urge to greet me, she failed to conceal the worry in her

her wake. Like a fierce mother hen, she shielded me from Yael while glaring at him angrily. "What are you trying to do to

I haven't done anything." Yael replied, spreading his

surprise. "Mrs. Bolton, what brings you

indicating I

Bolton is my guest. By the way, Mr. Pearson should be here to pick you up soon. Thank you

however, wasn't lost on Zoey-he had actually summoned

meaning behind her words. He was trying to

shot Zoey a glance, signaling her to leave. Otherwise, who knew what this lunatic might

She couldn't risk exposing

eyes on Yael, while

at me, showing no particular reaction to

he'd already figured out my

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

away to prevent him from getting too close

had granted Whitney more freedom, but it

hoped I could

"Chloe you already left. Why did you

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avoid making her feel guilty I didn't mention that

and mouthed, "Not

within a few days was no easy task. Prolonging it would affect other bodily functions, which was

had my reasons for coming

afraid anymore. I now knew

exchanged fates, harming me would

become my

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

were clear-get the antidote and rescue

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

you'll be

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