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

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

sparing me was a gesture of mercy. She never

untouchable matriarch, the one everyone feared-was unprepared

soft click of the door unlocking alerted her. She sat up in

the one Silas stabbed-one blade straight through me. It

her bedside lamp shattered the darkness,

mine. "Chloe, have you lost your mind? What are

are you sleeping well?

beside her. Amber's eyes widened in disbelief,

she hissed, her teeth clenched.

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,

ever dared to threaten me? You can cut yourself, throw a tantrum, or even kill yourself I couldn't care less. Just get out

one demand would only invite more.

I was prepared for that. I pulled out a dagger, its blade glinting under the soft light. Positioning

willing to do for my

hesitate. The blade sliced down

or build-up. My movements were too fast, catching her completely off

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

fumed, her rage palpable as she

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

heart-what do

be quicker?"

expression darkened as I added, "Oh, and Amber, make sure you and Carter take care of my

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

of anger. Then, grabbing a towel, she

the while, she

How could

someone as twisted as you? Do you even think about him when you pull stunts like this? His life is tied to yours! Is this what his love means to you? To watch you destroy yourself like

was clear-Carter was the one she truly

have you made up your mind yet?

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

she spoke, she pressed

against my

phone

a

the room,

with him.