Loved You Once But He's My Forever

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Chapter 374 I Miss You Dearly

Chapter 374 I Miss You Dearly

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With all the commotion, I lost my mood, constantly worrying that Harlan might harm Zoey.

"Carter, your friend doesn't seem unreliable. I'm worried he..." I trailed off.

Carter bent down, scooping me up and carrying me upstairs. "He's just not good at loving, but he won't really hurt her. You should change the password tomorrow."

I blushed. I had shared the house password with Zoey, and she had shared her parents with me. I thought of my house as her house too.

It took me by surprise for her to show up at such an inconvenient time.

Once we were in the bedroom, Carter locked the door behind us, and only then did I feel secure.

"Chloe, no one can disturb us now."

Lately, Carter had been getting more and more passionate, but I didn't mind. Being with the person I loved in such a way was, after all, a beautiful thing.

We gave in to our desires until the early hours of the morning. As I lay beside him, I noticed a message from Zoey.

She was going to the White's residence tomorrow, trying to get close to Whitney for me.

My heart sank. I quickly dialed her number.

Zoey, still half asleep, mumbled, "Sis, do you check the time? You two have a sex life, but I didn't!"

"Zoey, stay away from the Carlyn brothers. I don't want you getting involved with them. They're dangerous!"

"Chloe, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Plus, Harlan will be there too."

I frowned and stopped her, "Then, keep your guard up. Those two are more complicated than they seem. If anything happens, contact me immediately. And don't let anyone see us together for now. They'll start suspecting you." "Got it, now go back to sleep." Zoey hung up.

Carter had finished his shower, lifted the blanket, and joined me in bed, pulling me into his arms. "Don't worry, Zoey isn't as clueless as you think. Didn't you advise Philippa to let her grow? I think you care about her more than Philippa does."

I chuckled lightly and said, "It's just a habit of mine to worry. If we have kids one day, I'll probably be even more anxious."

Carter pulled me closer, his fingers gently running through my hair, his voice husky. "Go to sleep."

The next day.

Just yesterday, I had mentioned wanting to visit the Doltons with him, and today, he had already arranged

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to make it clear to the Doltons that wasn't interested in anyone else and

world who makes the feel as safe as

I finally understood

be helpless in front of others. I couldn't

the Doltons beforehand, as he had often visited Peter Dolton, Tiffany's father,

car pulled up to the Doltons villa, Tiffany was already

opened the door with a smile

"Carter, you...

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to me, her smile froze. I returned her smile

you doing here? You're

"I brought Zocy to

she didn't know how to stop

property. It had

in bright roses, creating

where Peter was writing in

that Carter? Come, look at this." His gaze shifted from the wheelchair to my face, and he paused for a moment. "This is

this is my wife, Zoey. This is the

seemed so troublesome, almost like someone

to my surprise,

looked up, I saw a

""Peter," I greeted.

"Carter, you really should have let me know you

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didn't even know her preferencek. Tiny, tell your aunt to add two

not

first time

enthusiasm was genuine, not at

her face and uttered, 'She said she didn't need anything, so why add more

I hope you don't mind. I only have one

gave Tiffany a look and chided, "You better run

huffed, leaving with a glare

are you writing?" Carter

poem of renowned poetry from ancient times. The rest is yours to finish." He

first time I saw Carter use a calligraphy brush. His writing, like his personality, was bold, strong, and flawless-each stroke seemed to strike right at

couldn't help but marvel. How could this man write

skill was so perfect, it almost didn't seem real. No wonder Tiffany didn't mind his legs and was hell-bent on

far beyond

is amazing," I praised

then grabbed a fresh sheet of paper, writing, There's a