Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 514 Fate Has Run Its Course

"Carl, I'm here. I've been here all along."

I pressed my face against his. Can he feel me?

He knelt on the ground, his usual elegance and dignity nowhere to be seen. He looked utterly exhausted

even.

"Carl, it's raining. Please go inside. You'll catch a cold."

He had already lost so much weight. If he got sick on top of that, even the strongest immune system wouldn't help.

And if he fell ill, who would take care of our children?

As if fate enjoyed mocking me, the moment the thought crossed my mind, Carter suddenly collapsed forward.

"Carl!"

Instinctively, I reached out to catch him.

However, he fell right through me, crashing onto the wet ground.

"Somebody, help! Save Carl!"

I screamed until my voice was raw, but no one could hear me. I could only watch, helpless, as he lay unconscious before me.

"Carl... Carl...

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Kneeling in the rain, I pleaded with the heavens.

Please, if you must take someone, take me. Just spare Carl and our children. I don't care if I never wake

up again, or if I can only stay by their side as a spirit-as long as they are safe and well.

At last, Damian arrived. Seeing Carter unconscious on the ground, he strode over in alarm.

"Mr. Carter!"

"Damian, help him, please!"

Damian lifted Carter onto his back and carried him inside. The doctor's diagnosis confirmed he was

simply too weak-he hadn't rested in days, and the cold rain had only made things worse.

That night, he developed a fever.

When the doctor prepared to administer an injection to bring it down, Carter suddenly woke up, stopping him.

Bolton, don't worry. It's just a fever-reducing shot.

but

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still hanging by a thread, and the little ones are barely a day old. If you fall ill, who will take

soften him-fter all, they were his

resentment flickered in his eyes. "If it weren't for

was right. He hadn't even glanced at the children after I

man, couldn't hide his disapproval. "But Mr. Carter, they're the children Ms. Chloe gave her life to bring into this world. They're your flesh

had always been a man of cold, singular devotion. He gave all his love to me-and not even his own children

have someone take

"And what about you?"

doesn't matter. If I stay sick, maybe

So that's

had deliberately exposed himself to the elements, forcing his body into a

me when they were at their weakest. He

I whispered, cursing

Then, as if hearing something impossible, he turned toward me in

threw back the blanket and lunged toward me, arms outstretched, trying to hold

I reached for him, too-just like I always

were like two souls from different worlds, separated by life and death. We passed right

nearly collapsed onto the

a word, he dismissed

slightly, his trembling hand reaching out as if to touch

like to him now.

recalled those stories about spirits who had died tragically-their tongues hanging out, their

look

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knew you were

smile. "Carl, I saw our

entirely true. I had barely spared them a glance before

I said it anyway-hoping to awaken the father in

stiffened. "Are they

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husband has such incredible genes. Of course, our babies are beautiful." Then, gently,

don't want to," he answered

cold, distant. "Every time I look at them, I see you-covered in blood. Chloe, I can't accept losing

His

"I'd rather they had never existed. I just want you back."

told me he wasn't young anymore-that he hoped I would give him an heir. And yet now, with

separated from my body, what