Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 417 I'm Yours Tonight

As Yael placed a flower crown on my head, I noticed Whitney quietly walking toward Taylor in the distance.

Taylor was smoking when Whitney slipped her arms around him from behind.

I immediately understood her intention-Whitney was trying to compromise herself to get the antidote from Taylor for me.

That fool!

I couldn't let her humiliate herself like this.

Taylor quickly dropped his cigarette and pulled her into his arms in surprise.

My view was abruptly blocked.

Yael stood in front of me, his expression a mix of obsession and unsettling tenderness. "Chloe, could you not look at anyone else? Just look at me, okay?"

His tone was polite, almost pleading, but I had a strong feeling that if I refused, he would chop off my head the next moment.

Reluctantly, I turned my gaze to him. He opened his palm, revealing a grasshopper woven from blades of grass.

"Do you like it, Chloe?"

I nodded. His hands were indeed skillful.

Seeing my approval, his face lit up with happiness. "I can also make little rabbits, bears... Chloe, what do you like? Why don't I make them all for you?"

He tugged me toward a grassy patch near the edge of a cliff, urging me to sit.

Behind us loomed the steep drop, while in front, a sloping field of grass swayed like waves in the wind.

The valley was empty, save for our group. It was vast, tranquil, and eerily serene.

Why wasn't Carter here to share this beautiful scenery with me?

Yael picked some fresh grass and placed it in my hand. "Chloe, let me teach you how to make a rabbit."

Whitney and Taylor, I saw Taylor taking selfies

she forced a smile, seemingly trying

willing to demean herself for my sake to curry favor with

might as well go along with it. At least I'm

technique from Yael, and before long, I had crafted a small rabbit. Delighted, I

eyes sparkled with joy. "Chloe, you're amazing!

couldn't help but think he would make a great kindergarten

from that

stroll through night markets. Now, he had me spending an entire afternoon crafting handmade trinkets. Yael always

a strange

I was starving. Yael, however, looked utterly satisfied, gazing at the pile of crafts we'd

out a loud

sorry-I

gathered the crafts

to send them

asking him to arrange

Yael's gaze darkened. "Chloe..."

sank. I'd pushed my luck too far. How could I expect him to run errands for

his face twisted in displeasure. "Chloe,

I froze.

mind worked differently from

a man, I picked a little duck

"Chloe,

I nodded.

duck? I thought you'd see me as a more fierce animal,"

It was born in the wrong place and its talent

him that he

a sense

by his parents,

QUMS

all the secrets of that organization. If I could

message repeatedly. When he looked up, there was

I'll have someone deliver these