Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 423 Lunatic

We held each other tightly, Whitney trembling with emotion.

"Chloe, did she hurt you?"

"No, I'm fine," I reassured her.

Whitney, unconvinced, let go of my hands and circled me, inspecting every inch as if to make sure I was unharmed. Only after confirming I was fine did she finally exhale in relief. Taylor, still nursing his bleeding wrist, looked equally astonished. "She didn't lay a hand on you?"

I glanced at the wound on his wrist, evidence of Whitney's fierce resistance, though he seemed entirely indifferent to the pain.

"Not only did she not hurt me," I said with quiet confidence, "but she'll send me back herself. Do you believe that?"

Taylor's brows furrowed, but after a moment, he muttered, "You're still standing here unharmed, so yeah, I guess it's not impossible."

Whitney quickly interjected, her voice urgent. "Chloe, then you should leave right away!"

I wasn't just planning to leave; I wanted Amber to personally send both Whitney and me out the door.

This was the best chance I'd get. Still, Taylor's possessiveness toward Whitney was a looming obstacle, and I knew better than to reveal my intentions in front of him.

I reached out, gently cupping Whitney's face. "I just want to spend a little more time with you."

"Chloe, you're too naive," she murmured, shaking her head.

Naive? Maybe.

But I also knew Taylor must have used me as leverage to control her over the years. Whitney could have given up long ago, but she endured all of it for the Sanders family.

If she could bear so much, then helping her was the least I could do.

"Don't worry about me," I said with a reassuring smile. "Just rest. Stop overthinking."

Obediently, she nodded, though the worry in her eyes lingered.

Both Whitney and Taylor knew Amber's nature far better than I did. If she had intended to harm me, I wouldn't still be breathing.

The fact that she hadn't made a move was proof enough—I was safe.

As night fell, the world grew eerily still.

seemed to echo with the faint

knew she was in her room on the second floor. Moving like a phantom,

a gesture of mercy. She never expected

untouchable matriarch, the one everyone feared-was unprepared for this lunatic barging in

her. She sat up in

you remember? I'm the one Silas stabbed-one blade straight through me. It hurt so much, and it was

shattered the darkness,

met mine. "Chloe, have you lost your mind? What are you doing here, acting like some ghost in the middle of

"Amber, are you

lay down beside her. Amber's eyes widened in disbelief, her expression as if she

hissed, her teeth clenched. "Do you think

to face her, smiling faintly. "Of course, I believe you would. But if I die, Carter won't live much longer either. Would you be able to stomach that? Amber, I've figured out your weakness. You've already lost this game." "Amber, since you've shown no interest in Whitney, why not remove the chip and let her go? It wouldn't cost

ever told you that no one has ever dared to threaten me? You can cut yourself, throw a tantrum, or even kill yourself I couldn't care less. Just get out of

to one demand would only invite more. She wouldn't give

prepared for that. I pulled out a dagger, its blade glinting under the soft light. Positioning it over my wrist, I fixed her with

you underestimate what I'm willing to

blade sliced down

there was no hesitation or build-up. My movements were too fast, catching her completely off guard. Bright red blood spread

smiling. "Sorry for messing up your bed. But don't

you out of your mind?" Amber fumed,

smile. "Amber, all I want is for Whitney to leave safely know exactly what

do you

be quicker?"

sure you and

through this before. It looks dramatic and

anger. Then, grabbing a towel, she pressed

the while, she

How could Carter

twisted as you? Do you even think about him when you pull stunts like this? His life is tied to

clear-Carter was the

you made up your mind yet? Because if you haven't, I

she snapped, exasperated but cornered. Then, after a moment of silence, she relented, "Fine. I'll do

spoke, she pressed

harder against

her phone to make a

a man

room, bringing

with him.