Chapter 434 Let My Happiness Bloom on Your Grave

No matter how the Sanders acted, all I wanted was to cherish the time I had with the person I loved. Their coldness only strengthened my determination to have a child with Carter-our legacy together

The next day, I woke up groggily around noon. My skin bore the marks of last night's passion, a reminder of the intensity between Carter and me.

After a quick shower, I changed into fresh clothes and replaced the pink floral sheets that Yael had thoughtfully laid out for me. His attention to detail didn't go unnoticed. As I bent over to spread the sheets, Carter entered, setting breakfast on the table. "Let me handle that. Go eat."

I didn't hesitate to accept his kindness-he loved spoiling me, and I wasn't about to complain.

While enjoying the seafood congee, I casually asked, "What's happening with the Sanders? Taylor didn't kill them, did he?"

"They're alive," Carter replied. "They're still Whitney's family, after all. If Taylor had truly wanted them gone, they wouldn't have survived this long."

After everything that had happened, I finally let go of any attachment to the Sanders.

Their indifference toward me had made it clear they didn't need Wisteria's manipulations to see me as a villain. I was grateful for their coldness. It helped me move on.

The past no longer mattered. They were irrelevant to my future.

"This congee is delicious," I said with a smile. "Your aunt is a fantastic cook."

Carter finished changing the sheets and tossed them into the washing machine. He came over, gently patting my head. "I made it. When we leave, I'll cook it for you every day if you'd like."

In recent days, a quiet sadness had lingered between us, stirred by the Stone of Duality incident.

Carter often caught glimpses of sorrow in my eyes, and I knew I was disrupting his plans by forcing a smile.

But now, we didn't need to hide our emotions anymore.

Sitting beside me, he reached out with freshly cleaned hands. "Let me feed you."

"I'm not a child," I protested lightly.

"Be good. Let me take care of you," he insisted.

We didn't bring up the idea of fate anymore. We just wanted to savor each moment without regret.

feeling and stopped resisting,

consumed by work, had become unusually attached to me lately. We

of sunflowers, which he placed on the table. "Chloe, these flowers are for you. Sunflowers stand for the courage to chase happiness. From now on, I want to be like a sunflower-" Before he could finish, the sunflower was sliced in half with a fruit knife, its petals scattering to the

with a frosty expression. "Don't be too bold. Happiness is

clenched his teeth

reached out and rapped him lightly on the

swear I'll carve sunflowers all over your gravestone so my happiness can bloom on your

you live long enough to see that happen. Don't

toward Yael. Perhaps it was

never been involved in the attempts to harm me. Having always yearned for familial love, Carter

I found her in the

had taken his medicine.

at me hesitantly, while the other two maintained an air of

always had in the past whenever I

Whitney. "The wedding staff just arrived with a selection of bouquets. Go see which

"Your brother is injured, and you can't even show a bit of

him hard enough. He should've knocked out a few

being completely

Maybe I should knock out a few of

spoke up then, "Chloe,

six months, I haven't had a single

reon. We're family-don't hold

to your

grabbed my arm.

"Sure, let's go."

"Chloe, come back here!"

Chloe they knew

even glance back

the situation and bit her lip. "Chloe, I'm sorry. It's my fault that your relationship with them turned out this

blame yourself for everything. None of this is our fault-it's theirs. I won't stop you from being

as we left.

of my mind,

if Taylor would spare

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