Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 424 Order Me Around

I never expected her to answer my question, but after a brief silence, she spoke calmly, "Believe it or not, your death in the last life had nothing to do with me." "Then who was it?"

"Chloe, the more you know, the quicker you die. Why dig into things that are already in the past?"

My mind raced. If she wasn't lying, then this time, her attempt to kill me must have been to protect Carter and stop the life exchange.

"So, it was someone from the Carlyns?"

She didn't respond, which was as good as an admission.

Years ago, the Sanders had left the Carlyns with deep-seated hatred a grudge so intense that the Carlyns loathed the Sanders with every fiber of their being.

That's why they took Whitney when she was just five years old, planting the seed of revenge that grew into this mess.

Wisteria, her father, and other members of the Carlyns had all played a part in the revenge against the Sanders.

It was getting late, so I decided not to press further. After all, I wasn't someone she cared for, and we weren't exactly friends.

To her, I was a thorn in her side, so there was no way she'd open her heart to me.

Still, she'd made me suffer on that island, living in fear and torment. It was only fair that I retaliated.

"Amber, make sure you wake up early tomorrow morning."

She was confused.

She probably didn't want to bother me, so she stayed silent.

I continued, "For breakfast, I'd like ravioli and soy milk-not the kind made by a machine, but freshly ground with a millstone."

Her voice came out through gritted teeth. "Would you like to eat crap instead?"

"Amber, how crude of you. Where's your dignity as an elder? Maybe I should punish you by having you prepare stuffed dumplings as well." "Chloe!"

"Your cooking is amazing. I only had it once, but I've been dreaming about it ever since. And after losing so much blood tonight, don't you think I deserve a proper meal to replenish myself? You're so kind and considerate-you'll probably start grinding beans at three in the morning for me, won't you?"

"What time is it now?"

I smiled slyly. "One-thirty."

"Chloe, if you want to die, I can help you with that!"

"I've heard that older people are light sleepers. I'm sure you'll be able to fulfill my request."

her

practically see her imagining

were bound by a life-exchange

would become for Carter. Conversely, the better I lived, the better off Carter would

It was all interconnected.

couldn't imprison me. She had to cater to me, pamper me, and ensure I lived a life of

thrived in wealth and comfort, Carter would live free of worry.

her

I were

me,

"Not my problem."

"Tell me a story."

now you expect me to wake up

a story. Amber, won't you tell

if Amber regretted

half the night, she had to sit by my bed and tell

said didn't matter what mattered was that the angrier she

the way,

the next morning, the first thing

of the bed, dozing. His dark hair shimmered with a golden hue, and his handsome

a crisp white shirt, exuding an air of

help but want

my injured hand, I instinctively tucked it behind

my movement was subtle, Carter still noticed. His eyes

voice was slightly hoarse.

"Carter."

the scar on my wrist and threw myself

down at me.

Honestly, Amber seemed more distressed

one night, and she couldn't even hold out-she

than I gave her credit for. I'd originally planned to torment her for a few

shook my head. "No,

at the door, and Whitney's voice came from the hallway. "Chloe, Carter, breakfast is ready. Come downstairs." "Okay, we'll be right there,"

I gently pushed him. "Carter, I'll go freshen up first. You go down and start eating." His deep gaze lingered on my face for a moment

smiling. "She's not going to try to kill me again. We've reached

even slept

the

bed as

more questions

to gently ruffle my hair. "As

he turned and left