Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 444 Coco, I Was Wrong

What have you done? It doesn't matter anymore.

I smiled and ignored her. I didn't want to endlessly repeat my suffering to others.

Kate stumbled toward me, arms outstretched as if to pull me into an embrace.

"Chloe, I'm sorry..."

I had fought my way out of hell, not to witness her feigned remorse.

If she really cared about me, she wouldn't have seen me as so wicked and broken. The most ironic part was that the one trying to defend me was the same person who had shoved me into the depths of despair. "Mrs. Sander, I don't deserve this."

She extended a shaking hand, her eyes clouded with tears as she gently brushed my cheek. "My poor daughter... I'm so sorry. How could I have thought of you like that when you've always been the most well-behaved one since childhood?" Yes, I was always obedient.

After my sister disappeared, I understood there was a lingering tension in the Sanders, so I tried my best to be the perfect sister and a dutiful daughter.

But my kindness and compliance ended up being the very reasons they stabbed me in the back.

Before she could lay a hand on my face, Wisteria yanked at her hair, her voice dripping with the same false sweetness, "Mom, I didn't reveal the truth to help you reunite with your daughter."

Exactly, she wanted to make everyone in the Sanders suffer!

How could physical pain even begin to compare with psychological torment? Those were wounds that would never heal, no matter how much time passed.

She shoved Kate aside. "Mom, do you understand why I left Greg unharmed? Ethan and Jake died too quickly-I'm not satisfied. I've been waiting for this moment for so long. How about we play a little game, shall we?"

She turned to me. "Chloe, you're just as pitiful in the Sanders. You must hate them as much as I do, right? I'll give you a choice. Pick one person, either Josh or Greg, and cut off their legs, and I'll let you go."

Josh and Greg both stared at me, and I expected them to beg for mercy.

This time, Josh shut his eyes, hiding whatever emotions were behind them.

"Cut off my legs. It's ..." His face seemed to age by ten or 20 years at that moment. No longer as vigorous as he was half a year ago.

Dominic, he appeared more like the

his pants, his lips quivered with uncertainty as he muttered, "It's my

Dad...

memory of him and Luke going to Chedor to find me

was selfish, fearful, greedy, and reckless, yet there had been moments when he

beings, full of

body shook slightly, and my voice quivered with emotion as I spoke, "Do you think saying that will make me forgive you? I won't. I can never forgive you for everything you've done to me!" "Then kill me. This is what the

he was the first to step

die. Chloe,

beside me handed me an axe, bringing back

likely laugh and strike

hate myself for not being ruthless

holding

all I needed to do was

crawled on the

others. After your rebirth, I thought you had turned against us because you kept targeting the Sanders. I'm stupid; I even wanted to kill you for the family

locking around it, my voice

to meet mine, his face twisted with

His pitiful expression a

No one could ever love me the way you do." "Idiot, you're my

always love

he wandered through countless romantic

at the time, overwhelmed with studies. He would occasionally bring

his newly acquired sports car

that life was too short to waste and that we should embrace it and

skiing,

he was winking at me with a grin

weren't for Wisteria's provocation, maybe he'd still be as careless as he

spent his days indulging in drink and women, living for the moment. But he would still carry me out when I

that on that day, he won't let

you idiot, could you be any

I wouldn't