Chapter 428 Wanting to End It All

How wonderful life would be if Taylor weren't part of the Carlyns.

I sighed softly and turned around. Carter and Yael were nowhere in sight. A sound of anguish from Yael's bedroom caught my attention. Worried that Carter might lose control and harm Yael fatally, I decided to follow the noise.

The room recked of blood. Carter stood there, his sleeves rolled up and his watch set aside. A dagger glinted in his hand, its blade smeared with some kind of ointment. His eyes burned with a cold, lethal intent. "So, dear cousin, do you like my wife that inuch?" His tone was icy, his voice sharp.

He let the blade glide slowly across Yael's back. I could see the blurred wound, and the uninjured skin dotted with goosebumps.

I had never seen anyone use a knife to apply medicine.

For a moment, I couldn't tell who was more perverted.

"Carl." Pushing the slightly open door wider, I stepped inside. "Cart" Pushing the slightly open do

Carter's expression flickered with a trace of unease when he noticed me, while Yael looked up with an air of innocence. "Chloe...

Carter quickly tossed aside the knife in his hand. "Don't get the wrong idea. I was just cutting open his bandages."

I glanced at Yael's bleeding back and gave a faint smile. Go ahead. It's fine."

I didn't hold anything against Carter because I knew Yael wasn't innocent.

Yael's difficult past wasn't my doing, but he was the reason Carter and I were separated. The pain he inflicted on me, like taking away my voice, remained undeniable.

Since Carter had always stood by me without hesitation, I felt compelled to not let him down. Our bond

boundaries of life and death.

had already transcended the

Yael's gaze flickered with disappointment, but I chose to ignore it, instead diverting my attention to his room.

Carter, clearly fed up with the chaos, had set the knife aside and started tending to Yael's wound.

on a photo.

50s, appeared youthful-barely in her

she was cold and unsmiling, appearing

beside her was tall and dignified, bearing a strong resemblance to Taylor. His

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Taylor seemed genuinely happy.

old, wearing yellow duck overalls, his chubby cheeks and soft, slightly curly hair giving him a cherubic charm. He looked remarkably like Amber,

serious demeanor, the man and the boys exuded happiness. It was

father pass away?" I

car accident," Yael replied, lying on his pillow with his

the silence, he added, "Chloe, I know you plan to take Whitney away. You see Taylor as a monster, but you've misunderstood. Without Taylor, she would've died

Despite restricting her freedom, Taylor provided

you know about us? You see the Sanders as victims, but haven't we suffered too? My father lived through the bitterness of the previous generation's grievances, battling severe schizophrenia and depression. He saw his parents die

Yael's words. The truth remained murky, and

the Carlyns' graves on Rosbel

you poorly? She's never shown us brothers a single smile. Yet over the past decade, she's sent

Apart from Amber's attempt to

during his illness, Amber cared for him, while her son clung to the memory of a simple ravioli

as he does. Do you think he's unwilling to let her go? Or is he afraid to? If

one wronged. But from my perspective, it's Taylor. Without him, her fate might've been worse than

Carter silently wrapped Yael's wounds, Yael's face reflected his sadness. "All I ever wanted was for my mother to notice me and smile at me. But her attention was always

that why you took Chloe?" Carter asked

ordered Damian to kill Chloe. He had no choice but to hand her over to me. I liked her and wanted her by my side. What's wrong with

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"Don't be so

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time with Yael revealed to nic that his mindset was more like a child's than an adult's. Arguing

afternoon, Taylor let Whitney undergo medical checks as we agreed. My heart and her body were perfectly compatible, and

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