Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Even after Her Death

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Chapter 425 Wasn't Going Anywhere

The room was filled with stunned faces, especially from the Carlyns brothers.

They had no idea what I was doing.

Yael, mid-motion of passing a ravioli, froze so suddenly that his hand shook, sending the dumpling plopping back onto the plate.

Whitney stared at me, dumbfounded, her thoughts likely racing to piece together what on earth had transpired overnight. Her gaze flicked between Amber and me, suspicion etched across her face. She was probably thinking, "Whoever or whatever you are, get out of Amber's body!"

It was too surreal for her to process.

Carter, on the other hand, seemed to have figured something out. His expression grew darker by the second.

Yael whispered nervously, "Chloe, you

I took a sip of the soy milk and said casually, "What's everyone so shocked about? Amber is Carter's aunt. Since Carter and I are married, it's only proper that I respect her. Amber, wouldn't you agree?" Amber's reply was stiff but obedient: "Yes."

Just last night, she came at me with a dagger, ready to end me. And now? Here we are, playing the picture- perfect happy family.

This absurd plot twist was beyond anyone's imagination. Taylor, notably, remained silent throughout.

Even Yael, sensing something was off, couldn't figure out where the pieces didn't fit.

The breakfast continued, though everyone seemed lost in their thoughts.

As soon as we finished eating, Amber turned to Taylor. "Come to the study with me."

"Okay, Mom," Taylor replied, but not before giving me a deep, piercing look.

In the past, Taylor often wore a fake smile, one that gave nothing away. But now, his expression had shifted to something colder and more foreboding-far more unsettling than his false cheer.

He followed Amber out. Yael, still uneasy, tried inching closer to me, but Carter's iey glare made him instinctively retreat.

and on edge, finally blurted out, "Chloe,

also watching me intently, waiting

with Amber," I said lightly. "She was moved by my sincerity and agreed

you go."

Yael exchanged disbelieving looks. "That's impossible," Yael scoffed. "Taylor is obsessed with

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Amber had already agreed to help. If she made

a loud bang echoed from the study, followed by

cried, bolting from his seat toward the

I hurried after him.

porcelain. Blood streamed down his forehead from a fresh cut caused

in Carter's presence, was known for her volatile temper otherwise. She was

I had underestimated how

agree to anything you ask. But Anna is my everything. If you're determined to tear us apart, you might as well kill

cut in coldly, "Tear you apart? You've got some nerve calling it that. You've kept Whitney locked away for years. 'Mutual

a cold glance. "Chloe, what happens between Anna and me is none of your business. Not

"You!"

wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me back and silently

a deep breath. "Marriage isn't just about two people-it's about two families as well. It's not something driven purely by your possessiveness. If you truly love Whitney, shouldn't you respect her feelings?" Taylor turned to Whitney. She stood

marry you,

face betrayed an unhealthy obsession, and the blood dripping slowly from his forehead only made him look

forcing Whitney to stay by your side

few days, I'd noticed him trying to change. He no longer treated Whitney like something he could simply take for himself. Instead, he sought her approval, even to the point of groveling. But Whitney's sadness lingered, a

you get married and have a wedding ceremony, do

between us and has nothing

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life with you, yet how many of those days have been truly happy? Her past has been nothing but darkness. Are you planning to dim the rest of her life, too? To make her live like a shell of herself? Sure, you might be able to comfort her today. but what about tomorrow? Next year? Years down the ne? Hearts change, Taylor. And when the day comes that you lose interest in her, what then? That

go of your hatred. So why not take it a step further? Let's compromise.