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."

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

immense sense of relief, as

newfound strength.

efficiently, cutting the umbilical cord and

clothes prepared here, so Zoey took off her outer coat and wrapped the baby up

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a little sister! She looks just like Chloe! She's

a girl? She looks just as

her eyes. "Are

the baby even once. He only looked

to my sweat-drenched forehead, his voice was soft but firm.

nodded. "Yes.

agony, he rolled up his sleeve and offered me his hand. "If it hurts,

He must have been torturing himself over and over

let me go to the airport that day? If I

pain, but he was

understood his heart. To ease his guilt, I sank my teeth into the back of

seem to feel it at all. He just kept whispering my name, over and

our children were as important

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

let out a long breath of relief.

a deep,

dream. I became Chloe's spirit again, floating

was no one here.

Wasn't / just giving birth? But my belly was flat-no blood, no baby's cries Panic seized me. Was this not a

Where were

every direction,

as if I had been sealed inside a pitch-black box, the entire world reduced to nothing but

It was terrifying.

sake of my children. I had once pleaded with the

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