Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 512 Even If I Shatter to Pieces, I Must See Them Again

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So many tears, so much sweat-why are my tears still overflowing, unstoppable, flooding my vision until I can see nothing at all?

My lips trembled as I murmured, "Ca-Carl."

I had never seen Carter so frantic, so desperate. He rushed to my side like a gust of wind.

Ignoring the wailing child beside him, he cupped my face, his voice filled with remorse. "Chloe, I'm sorry."

A layer of mist clouded his dark eyes, and a few scorching tears fell onto my face. I looked at him and told him, "Carl, the baby... There's still one more baby that hasn't been born yet ..."

Only then did he snap back to reality, turning to see the tiny infant lying in a pool of blood, umbilical cord still uncut.

"Chloe, don't be afraid. The doctor is on the way. You and the baby will be okay. The baby's already crowning, and the position is right. Just a little more effort!"

Behind him, Zoey barged in, cursing under her breath, followed by a trembling obstetrician fumbling with her instruments.

Fortunately, Carter had thought of every possible scenario. His meticulous planning was now proving to be invaluable.

Even Yael, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, had come. He looked at me with uncertainty. "Chloe, do you really not remember me?"

Zoey, seeing my current state, immediately covered his eyes with her hands.

"No peeking! Turn around. You're not allowed to look."

Yael grumbled, "But I-"

Before he could finish, Carter shot him a sharp, icy glare. "What exactly did you see?"

His bloodshot eyes still carried an unsettling, murderous intensity.

Even I felt a chill run through my body. Carter had lost so much weight, yet his presence had grown even more imposing.

His clothes were stained with blood from who-knows-where, his entire being exuding a cold, lethal aura. Yael swallowed his words and obediently turned away.

Meanwhile, Zoey had thrown herself beside me, her eyes red with tears. "My poor Chloe."

"I'm not dead yet. Don't start mourning

I felt an immense sense of relief, as if

newfound strength.

cutting the umbilical

no baby clothes prepared here, so Zoey took off her outer coat

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it's a little sister! She looks just like Chloe! She's so strong, why don't

head. "What kind of name is that for a girl? She looks just

eyes. "Are you

baby even once.

forehead, his voice was soft but firm. Just a little

nodded. "Yes. Soon...

his hand. "If it hurts, bite me. Let me

guilt and remorse. He must have been

did he let me go to the airport that day? If I hadn't gone, none of

feel my pain, but he

To ease his guilt, I sank my teeth into the back

he didn't seem to feel it at all. He

eyes, not even our children were as important as

piercing cry filled the air. The doctor, overwhelmed with emotion, exclaimed, The baby's out! Mr. and Mrs. Bolton, your child is safe and

let out a long breath of relief. And then, darkness swallowed me

slipped into a deep, endless

my dream. I became Chloe's spirit again, floating in a place

one here. No voices. No

looked down at my stomach. Wasn't / just giving birth? But my belly was flat-no blood, no baby's cries Panic seized

was Carter? Where were my

every direction, screaming, "Carl! Carl! Don't leave me

I couldn't hear them. It was as if I had been sealed inside a pitch-black box, the entire world reduced to nothing but my own

It was terrifying.

once pleaded with the heavens to take my life-just as

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