Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Even after Her Death

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Chapter 476 The Dead Won't Know

Before I had a chance to respond, Whitney's sharp eyes shifted directly to Alisa's face.

Alisa settled beside me, gently holding my hand. "I've noticed you haven't been eating much lately. Grandpa and Uncle Carter are so worried about you-they probably already figured it out. There's no need to feel shy about it. When I was pregnant, I went through the same thing. At first, I didn't feel anything, but soon after, I was nauseous every single day. Thankfully things improved after the first three months."

"Yeah, I can barely handle oily food these days. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you," I said, politely refusing.

Other than Jeffrey, Carter, and Whitney, there was no one else I trusted.

The food I ate was carefully prepared by a chef Carter had hired, so I used the excuse of pregnancy to turn down Alisa's offer.

Alisa asked eagerly, "How many months along are you? My baby will have someone to play with once they arrive!"

"It's still a bit early," I replied.

Alisa beamed with joy. "It's incredible how things work out. When you were with my brother, I always

thought he didn't deserve you. Now, you're not just my sister-in-law-you're family. It feels like fate brought us together."

"That's true."

"Since you're a first-time mom, you might not know everything. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Oh, and I'll bring you some oil later."

I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What oil?"

"It's to help avoid stretch marks. Think about it-you're still young and stunning. If you get pregnant and end up with marks everywhere, it could look unpleasant. It might even affect how close you are to your partner. Men are more visual than they admit. They may say they don't mind, but they do deep down."

I gave a small smile and said, "Alright, I'll trust you on that."

"We're family after all."

Once she left, Whitney carefully moved the chicken soup aside. "Chloe, you shouldn't drink that."

I nodded. "I know."

In this situation, I wasn't about to risk drinking something I wasn't sure about.

Soon enough, Alisa had someone bring over a bunch of items.

I pretended to be tired and asked for some rest, and Alisa didn't press the issue.

Once the door was closed, I took a quick look at what she had sent-pregnancy skincare products, essential oils, and a few parenting books.

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""Got it, Chloe."

the sunset. "How

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really tired. My appetite's still off, but I'm throwing up less and managed to eat a bit more than yesterday."

over some skincare products. I've already given them to Damian for

"Alright."

went on. "Any

her entering or leaving

easy route, she could

a possibility. Randy discovered some new clues, and the injuries

Asurgical knife?

"Luther! He's an orthopedic surgeon. He mentioned performing surgery

around both Whitney and me

surgery was only ten minutes apart from the victim's time of death. Ten minutes isn't enough for him to travel from the hospital to the alley and dismember the

Could

the scene,

Not Taylor, not Luther.

it truly

go to all this trouble just to send

worrying about it. Just stay home and focus on the baby.

the world may be big, but nothing is more important than our

he glanced

with the skincare

being

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caressed my face, "It's good to be cautious Chloe. There's nothing wrong with that.

him a smile and said, "I

still no word about Wisteria. Carter had stationed multiple people near Silas'

Wisteria showed up to pay her respects, she'd

to have vanished, like a mouse hiding deep underground, never to be seen

I couldn't shake the unease in

over a week, my complexion started to improve, and my face looked a little fuller. Whitney, however, was a different story. She was constantly waiting for updates about

news, her hope fading

was hard for me to watch the growing disappointment in her eyes. Whitney had

each day that passed, the likelihood of

Taylor's family might have been lost at sea, but she just couldn't bring herself

exhausted, I drifted off to sleep, but the heavy rain that night, along with the spring thunder, jolted

around, only to find Carter still working in the study. Was he really still at

was indeed caught up in

a sigh. Not only was Carter managing his own responsibilities, but he had also taken on the affairs of Boltons

endlessly packed, while my pregnancy kept me from going out

him. Unable to fall back asleep. I headed to the veranda to enjoy the cool night