Chapter 427 Cousin

After explaining everything, I felt a weight lift off my chest.

Keeping it a secret from him had been eating away at me with guilt. While Carter wasn't thrilled with how things turned out, he seemed resigned. At this point, all we could do was take it one step at a time. It was as if this had been written into our fate.

Carter's plan to trade lives had been discovered in its final days, and I had disrupted it.

Nothing had changed. Destiny was impossible to rewrite.

Perhaps this was my fate-to meet an untimely end in every lifetime.

I used to have so many regrets, but being reunited with him again made everything else seem trivial. For now, we were still together, and that was enough.

My only lingering regret was not being able to leave behind a shared child with Carter. I couldn't help but wonder what our child would've been like.

If only I had more time, I would've loved to have a baby-a symbol of us.

When we returned to the living room, I learned Amber had gone to her room to catch up on sleep. The family doctor was busy tending to Taylor's wounds.

Whitney, meanwhile, stood silently by a potted plant, lost in thought.

The sound of my footsteps seemed to wake her from her reverie. She quickly turned toward me.

"Chloe, you're hurt, aren't you?"

Her eyes landed on my wrist. "This is because of me, isn't it? How could you be so foolish? You cut yourself! If something happened to you, what would I do? I wouldn't want to live anymore!" She knew all too well that someone like Amber wouldn't let her off so easily.

If Amber were so easy to deal with, Whitney wouldn't have spent 20 years trapped by Taylor's side.

Amber couldn't possibly be serious about letting her go just because of a few words I'd said.

Results that appeared effortless were often the result of someone silently bearing the burden behind the scenes.

Not wanting to upset Whitney, I gently reassured her, "It's okay. It didn't hurt at all. I just accidentally nicked myself."

Taylor let out a cold laugh. "You went through all that trouble, didn't you?"

I shot him a smile. "Not as much as you."

Taylor smirked. "Ha."

I responded, "Ha-ha."

palpable, with sparks

the standoff. "Chloe, could you help me apply some

nearly forgotten about

flexed his wrist. "Chloe's hand is

fingers cracked ominously, and the chilling look in his dark eyes didn't seem like he was about to gently apply ointment. More like he was planning to rub

family. As your

a certain bite.

situation felt

personally tending to Yael's injuries, all while

jar of ointment and

when Carter abruptly clamped a hand over my eyes. "Chloe, be good and step

jealousy was downright

pulled her along with me. She probably had a lot she

of the room, a wailing

but I couldn't help wondering, "Had Carter reopened his

I recalled the scene of Carter casually slicing off someone's finger at the Gardner Residence without so much as a flinch, I almost forgot-he was never one to play nice. To me, Carter was an angel, but to everyone else?

silently hoped he wouldn't be too harsh. After all, Yael was somewhat pitiable. Though, to be fair, while his life had been hard, he did drag me to that island, starve me for days, and make me kneel for an entire day. A little suffering on his

when it comes to right

through the hallway, Whitney's gaze lingered on me,

is all

said softly. "Don't be sad. A small injury for me is worth your freedom-it's a fair

tell her that my time was

could before the end? That was

Whitney,

into my life? I never wanted to

kid. Back then, my timid little sister would burst into tears over the smallest things. Our brothers would take turns comforting

brothers, only Greg remained. As for me,

her cheek

never let

how happy you were watching the show that day? Every day after we remove that chip, I want you to

liked calling her Anna. That name had been

stubbornly

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