Chapter 433 Want to Have a Child with You

The pain I had buried deep for so long surged uncontrollably, and the tears I hadn't shed as a spirit came pouring out now.

Only Carter truly understood the weight of my sorrow, the depth of my loss, and my lingering bitterness.

No matter how kind Bill and Philippa were to me, they could never replace the parents who raised me.

Instead, their warmth only deepened the hurt, reminding me of the parents who had abandoned me repeatedly.

I sank to the floor from Carter's arms, covering my face as sobs shook my body.

"Why? Why do they treat me like this when I've endured so much pain? What did I ever do to deserve this?"

"You've done nothing wrong, silly girl," Carter said softly, crouching beside me and pulling my head to his chest. "It's their blindness and foolishness-that's where the blame lies."

His voice was filled with regret. "Chloe, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you in our previous life. I failed you, and you suffered because of it. But I swear, in this life, I won't let anyone harm you."

"I know you're good to me," I whispered, but his words brought me no comfort.

Even though I claimed not to care about the Sanders anymore, fear still gripped me.

I dreaded the moment of truth-the day they might look at me with hatred and disdain, just as they always had. That fear was why I kept my true identity hidden.

But when the truth was finally revealed, it shattered the last fragile hope I'd clung to. They didn't love me. They never had.

I tried to convince myself. "I have you. That's enough. They don't matter anymore."

"Silly girl," Carter murmured, lifting me from the floor and settling me onto the bed.

He gently wiped the tears from my cheeks. "I spoke to Aunt Amber. She's not involved in the Sanders' troubles."

I blinked in surprise. "She isn't?"

"No. She holds no grudge against the Sanders. The Carlyns, on the other hand, have every reason to hate them. When Wisteria's father was only two, they tried to intervene in a violent incident but were too late. Wisteria's grandfather was beaten to death, and her grandmother fled into the crowd with her father, only for his leg to be broken. Her grandmother died shortly after, and her father never fully recovered. Wisteria's hatred grew from witnessing his pain. She only got involved in the plan after learning the truth." "So, Wisteria's father orchestrated the revenge on the Sanders?" I asked hesitantly.

the Carlyns. The younger generation, including Wisteria, simply carried out the

much suffering on

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father's limp, it must have reminded her of the Sanders'

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Carter replied. "But she did tell

higher up was manipulating

disregarding whether the question was rude or not. There were too many unanswered questions, and I needed clarity. "My father never cared for my mother." Carter began. "According

couldn't hide my

his work. He was a powerful and captivating man, admired by many young women. When he saved my mother by chance, she fell deeply in love with him. She pursued

proud woman who chose to keep her struggles to herself. When I was little, our

a woman he didn't love, he couldn't bring himself to care for me either. I never felt his affection. Later, when I moved to Jaford, Aunt Amber treated me

seemed to have a complicated and

the story between Aunt Amber and

him, he resorted to extreme measures, taking her home against her will and keeping her captive. He thought children would bind her to him, but instead, she

couldn't help but notice

why Amber didn't show affection for Taylor and Yael. Perhaps it wasn't that she couldn't love

and didn't want the

monster and hurt her sons-to hurt

tangled web of emotions, it was hard to determine who was right or wrong. As an outsider,

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