Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 485 To Be a Third Wheel

Not long ago, when Sergio left, he seemed perfectly fine. He'd mentioned having another patient in the afternoon, so why was he suddenly at the hospital? If he were injured, he wouldn't have driven himself.

"Turn around," I instructed. "Follow that Cayenne and see where it

goes."

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"Yes, ma'am," the driver replied.

We trailed a few cars behind as Sergio's vehicle pulled into the hospital parking lot.

Following any further would risk being noticed. I glanced at the driver. "Can you get out and tail him on foot? Find out where he's heading." "On it, ma'am."

Whitney piped up, "I'll take the wheel, Chloe."

"Alright."

As she took the wheel, Whitney gave me a concerned look. "Are you exhausted?".

"A bit," I admitted. "I didn't get a nap today. I've been feeling more and more drowsy lately."

"Close your eyes for a bit. I'll wake you when we get there."

I leaned against the seat and drifted off before I even realized it.

When I woke, I felt a gentle touch brushing against my cheek. Groggily, I murmured, "Carl?"

Carter bent down and lifted me effortlessly into his arms. "You've had a long day."

Lately, I'd been doing better-less nausea, more energy-but I still felt perpetually sleepy, like I'd taken a sedative.

Breathing in the familiar scent of him, I buried my face in his chest without bothering to open my eyes.

Soon, I felt myself laid on a bed. Carter pulled the blanket over me, his movements careful, and let me rest a little longer before I finally roused myself.

When I sat up, I spotted him a short distance away, seated at a desk with his laptop open, quietly working through emails.

to him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders from behind,

me into his lap. "I missed you and our

reminded of Alisa's checkup

Taylor ran the tests. Turns out her embryo isn't developing properly. It might be due to the medication that night or poor sperm quality. There's a high chance

about her beyond

get samples quickly enough for paternity test. Whether she's truly one of them or not, we'll stay cautious. If she's connected to the organization, it

a

one thing for sure. Our child is a threat to her. If she's tied to the organization, she'll make a move eventually. We have to

the baby. Leave

there been any progress?"

some digging-turns out, the deputy was one of his professors back in college. But why

you

Wisteria faked

him. Earlier, just before Whitney's session ended, he mentioned having a patient in the afternoon. But later, he showed up at the hospital instead. So, I asked someone to check it out. If there's a problem, we'll catch it early. And if he's in trouble, I want

a curt nod, his approval

that followed, I accompanied Whitney to her therapy

books on his desk. His office was starting to feel more like a

began to drop her guard and work with him. The progress was subtle but steady, like sunlight breaking through a clouded

off into thought, her mind undoubtedly circling

last encounter, even Carter hadn't been able

her routine at the academy,

played her part flawlessly, never revealing too much. It reminded me of a fisherman waiting for the perfect moment to reel

homemaker, content to stay indoors. But now I realized she was carefully nurturing her pregnancy. Beyond that,

Today, I barely managed to read three comics before sleep overtook me on

soft brush against

too groggy to open my eyes, and when I finally woke, I found a

quietly, a psychology book in hand. I glanced at the blanket and smiled.

up briefly. "It

Starling doing

improving," he said, his tone thoughtful. "The hypnosis seems to be helping. But she still looks pale. Probably the insomnia. She's asleep

understanding. I had once

him immersed in his book, I couldn't help but ask,

casually, "Yeah. There's someone I like, so I'm not interested in

never said anything about this. Is it someone you just met? Who is she? If you like her, why not go

was unreadable. "I

in my chest. Could he be talking about