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 sound of my footsteps on

in her room on the second floor. Moving

was a gesture of mercy. She never expected I'd have the audacity to

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

door unlocking alerted her. She sat up in

it's me. Don't you remember? I'm the one Silas stabbed-one blade straight

of her bedside lamp shattered the darkness, its warm yellow light flooding the

you lost your mind? What are you doing

are you sleeping well? Because I'm

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

teeth clenched. "Do you think I won't

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

dared to threaten me? You can cut yourself, throw a tantrum, or

to one demand would only invite

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

underestimate what I'm willing to do for my

The blade sliced down

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

at her, still smiling. "Sorry for messing up your bed. But don't you think red

fumed, her

and gave her a bright, cheerful smile. "Amber, all I want is for Whitney to leave safely know exactly

heart-what do you

be quicker?"

you and Carter take care of my

slash my wrist because I'd been through this before. It looks dramatic

Then, grabbing a towel, she pressed it firmly against the wound to stop

the while,

How

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

was clear-Carter was the one

have you made up your mind yet? Because if

after a

spoke, she

harder against

out her phone

long after, a man in

the room,

with him.