Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 428 Wanting to End It All

How wonderful life would be if Taylor weren't part of the Carlyns.

I sighed softly and turned around. Carter and Yael were nowhere in sight. A sound of anguish from Yael's bedroom caught my attention. Worried that Carter might lose control and harm Yael fatally, I decided to follow the noise. The room reeked of blood. Carter stood there, his sleeves rolled up and his watch set aside. A dagger glinted in his hand, its blade smeared with some kind of ointment. His eyes burned with a cold, lethal intent. "So, dear cousin, do you like my wife that much?" His tone was icy, his voice sharp.

He let the blade glide slowly across Yael's back. I could see the blurred wound, and the uninjured skin dotted with goosebumps.

I had never seen anyone use a knife to apply medicine.

For a moment, I couldn't tell who was more perverted.

"Carl." Pushing the slightly open door wider, I stepped inside.

Carter's expression flickered with a trace of unease when he noticed me, while Yael looked up with an air of innocence. "Chloe ..."

Carter quickly tossed aside the knife in his hand. "Don't get the wrong idea. I was just cutting open his bandages."

I glanced at Yael's bleeding back and gave a faint smile. "Go ahead. It's fine."

I didn't hold anything against Carter because I knew Yael wasn't innocent.

Yael's difficult past wasn't my doing, but he was the reason Carter and I were separated. The pain he inflicted on me, like taking away my voice, remained undeniable.

Since Carter had always stood by me without hesitation, I felt compelled to not let him down. Our bond had already transcended the boundaries of life and death.

Yael's gaze flickered with disappointment, but I chose to ignore it, instead diverting my attention to his room.

Carter, clearly fed up with the chaos, had set the knife aside and started tending to Yael's wound.

As I scanned the room, my eyes landed on a photo. It depicted a couple with two children.

youthful-barely in

was cold and unsmiling, appearing naive, like in her early

and dignified, bearing a strong resemblance to Taylor. His arm rested

of them were two children dressed in formal attire, grinning brightly at the camera.

soft, slightly curly hair giving him a cherubic charm. He looked remarkably like Amber, with a sweet smile that radiated innocence. Unlike Amber's serious demeanor, the man and the boys exuded happiness. It was their only

father pass

a car accident," Yael replied, lying on his

plan to take Whitney away. You see Taylor as a monster, but you've

to the Carlyns at just five years old, my father's hatred for the Sanders meant her life could've ended as easily as squashing an insect. Despite restricting her freedom, Taylor

lived through the bitterness of the previous generation's grievances, battling severe schizophrenia and depression. He saw his

remained murky, and Grandma

graves on

Carter,

she's sent people to protect you, cooked for you, and cleared paths for you behind the scenes. Why do

attempt to

while her son clung

Whitney

Or is he afraid to? If she leaves, the rest

more important-freedom

is the one wronged. But from my perspective, it's Taylor. Without him, her fate might've

silently wrapped

my mother to notice me and

why you took Chloe?" Carter asked

her over to me. I liked her and wanted her by my side. What's wrong with that?" Yael replied, adding pointedly, "She's not yours alone." Carter's voice hardened. "Don't be

with Yael revealed to me that his mindset was more like a child's than an adult's. Arguing

agreed. My heart and her body were perfectly compatible, and her recovery after the surgery

chip was a minor procedure with no major