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

of his pants, his lips quivered with uncertainty as

Dad...

memory of him and Luke going to Chedor to find

selfish, fearful, greedy, and reckless, yet there had been moments

are such complicated beings,

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

was the first to step up

anguish, "Dad, you can't die. Chloe, kill

bringing back memories

them, they'd likely laugh and strike without a second

myself for not being

holding onto this

pain, and all I needed to do

on the

had turned against us because you kept targeting the Sanders. I'm stupid; I even wanted to kill you for the family just now. Chloe, just

tightened my grip on the axe, each finger locking around it, my

his gaze to meet mine, his

expression a stark reminder of that

I'll find a girlfriend as nice as you one day. No one could ever love me

will always

promise. After that, he wandered through countless romantic entanglements, no longer captivated by

my third year of junior high at the time, overwhelmed with studies. He would occasionally bring me

his newly acquired sports car and race down

was too short to waste and that we should embrace it and not lock

to skiing,

was harshly reprimanded. Yet, despite the scolding, he was winking at me with a grin on his face while receiving punishment in

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

spent his days indulging in drink and women, living for

said that on that day, he won't let Ethan carry me. He

you idiot, could you be any

wouldn't be so