Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 473 Wisteria Still Alive?

I had a strange and unsettling nightmare.

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Ethan and Jake, who had already passed away, appeared before me with lifeless expressions and rigid movements, resembling the undead.

A sinister voice, chilling like something from a horror film, echoed from their mouths. "Chloe, why didn't you help me?"

""Ethan, it wasn't my fault, I swear it wasn't!"

I tried to run, but just as I moved, my body crumbled into pieces.

Then, a head materialized-a bespectacled man I'd seen only once-now a disembodied head, floating eerily around me. "Chloe, my death was so tragic-return my life to me!"

"No!" I screamed.

The nightmare ended as I jolted awake, and Carter, who had been dozing off beside the bed, instantly turned his gaze to me. "Chloe, it's okay. Don't be scared. I'm right here," he said gently.

It took a moment for me to fully come back to reality, and then I threw myself into Carter's arms.

Cold sweat drenched my back as I clung tightly to Carter's arm. "Carl, there was... a head."

He softly ran his hand over my hair. "It's all right, it's all taken care of. Captain Tucker has handled everything. Don't worry."

"Who was behind it?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"Damian apprehended a guy disguised as a delivery worker," he explained. "The man admitted someone hired him to drop off the package at our house. I've already told the property management to handle all deliveries from now on."

Just the thought of packages made me terrified to even glance at another cardboard box.

Each time I shut my eyes, that image of the bloodied head with its gaping wounds would flash before me. "Ugh..."

Shoving Carter aside, I bolted to the bathroom, where I doubled over and vomited violently.

All I had eaten earlier was a small bowl of cereal, so nothing but remnants of it came up.

stomach is empty-desperately trying to vomit but unable to-is

retching repeatedly

knelt beside me, gently patting my back and offering a cup of warm

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tears blurred my vision, leaving me feeling

are you

stood in the doorway, and a wave of exhaustion washed

few moments, I managed to pull myself up

brought me over,"

to the bed. Sitting beside me, he held my hand and

I must've looked frail and drained. "I don't want to eat," I

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carefully wiped the cold sweat from my forehead with a warm towel. "You two have a talk; I'll go whip

"Alright," I replied softly.

the kitchen himself, determined to

sip first," she said. "On the way here, I heard we still don't know if the target

a daze. "When I first heard about that person's death, I even thought it could

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cut me off.

the Sanders. Yes, he sees the Sanders' actions as wrong, but that's all in the past

hurting you again. He let you go several times, hoping you'd distance yourself from them. He was exhausted by the hatred that had consumed him, but he couldn't escape his past. Things had already gone wrong, and all he could do was keep making mistakes. He admitted that he couldn't go back, which is why he became so fixated on

someone like that come after you again? If he wanted to kill you,

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all of the reasons behind it. I just didn't expect Whitney to defend him, which confirmed that my earlier suspicion

still care about him."

now. Besides, the death of that individual has no connection to the Carlyns. They wouldn't take someone's life just because that person tried to reach out to them." "Then who do you believe the murderer is?

way they killed matches someone from that organization. But Taylor always shielded me and kept me out of their affairs, so I don't know the details. Once, I accidentally walked into a room and saw someone cutting apart a body.

ever met this Luther you