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.

with the faint sound of

left; I knew she was in her room on the second floor. Moving like a

She never expected I'd have the audacity

Carlyn-the untouchable matriarch, the one everyone feared-was unprepared for

of the door unlocking alerted her. She sat up in bed, her voice sharp.

Don't you remember? I'm the one Silas stabbed-one blade straight

bedside lamp shattered the darkness, its warm yellow

mine. "Chloe, have you lost your mind? What are you doing here, acting like some ghost

softly. "Amber, are you sleeping

down beside her. Amber's eyes

her teeth clenched. "Do you think

Amber, I've

told you that no one has ever dared to threaten me? You can cut yourself, throw a tantrum,

would only invite more.

dagger, its blade glinting under the soft light. Positioning it over my

underestimate what I'm willing to

blade

My movements were too fast, catching her completely off guard. Bright red blood spread across the bed like a

looked at her, still smiling. "Sorry for messing up

Amber fumed, her rage palpable as she nearly

up the blood-dripping knife and gave her a bright, cheerful smile. "Amber, all I want is for Whitney to leave safely know exactly what I'm doing. If you

do

be quicker?"

make sure you and

I'd been through this before. It looks dramatic and bleeds a lot, but it's rarely fatal if

and full of anger. Then, grabbing a towel, she pressed it firmly against the wound to stop the

the while, she

teeth How

about him when you pull stunts like this? His life is tied to yours! Is

clear-Carter was the one she

your mind yet?

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

as she spoke, she

against

her phone

a man in

the room, bringing

with him.