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.

off the bed, I tiptoed to him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders from behind, nuzzling against

me into his lap. "I missed

reminded of Alisa's checkup earlier.

might be due to the medication that night or poor sperm quality. There's a high chance

anything suspicious about

paternity test. Whether she's truly one of them or not, we'll

a

If she's tied

tightened. "Your focus should be on staying healthy and taking care of the baby. Leave the rest to me. And

been any

director before he left. I did some digging-turns out, the deputy was one of his professors back in college.

you

Wisteria

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 to help. It's

a curt

I

changed much, apart from the growing pile of comic books on his desk. His office was starting to feel more like a library than

too, was changing. Slowly, she began to drop her guard and work with him. The progress was

off into thought, her

Carter hadn't

routine at the academy, where Luther

never revealing too much. It reminded me of a fisherman

attention had shifted to Alisa. I used to think of her as a quiet homemaker, content to stay indoors. But now I realized she was carefully nurturing her pregnancy. Beyond that,

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

felt something soft

eyes, and when I finally woke, I found a blanket draped over me and a thermos

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

briefly.

doing today?

seems to be helping. But she still looks pale.

had once found solace

I couldn't help but ask,

like, so I'm not interested

"Wait, what? You've never said anything about this. Is it someone you just met? Who is

lowered his book and glanced at me. His expression was unreadable. "I can't. She's already married. You think I'd ruin a marriage over some

chest. Could he