Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 445 A Love That Came Too Late

Ethan and Jake both died in accidents. I wasn't there when it happened. Aside from sorrow for their lives lost too soon and hatred for the person behind it all, I didn't feel much.

The only effect it had on me was that I couldn't sleep well that night.

I thought I had long since severed ties with the identity of being the Sander family's fourth daughter. But when Greg's warm blood splattered all over me, I realized something I'd tried to deny for years. Blood ties-no matter how broken, even if the bodies were torn to pieces-could never truly be cut.

Josh and Kate stumbled toward us, their movements unsteady. Kate, in her panic and worry, tripped and fell heavily to the ground.

Penelope tried to stand up, but her frail body wouldn't let her. She could only crawl across the floor, inch by inch, toward Greg.

Whitney took a step back, like she had been scared stiff. Tears slid slowly from her eyes.

Yet again, her loved ones were bleeding out right in front of her. She had to be the one hurting the most.

My vision was completely filled with the piercing red of blood. Before I could even think clearly, I had already crouched down and was pressing hard on his wound.

But the gash was too big. Blood kept pouring out, covering my hands.

"Coco."

He reached up weakly and touched my face. "It's been a long time since I called you that."

"I-I'm sorry..."

He let out a soft, resigned laugh. "So it turns out... saying sorry isn't as hard as I thought."

I held back my tears, forcing my voice to remain cold as I told him, "I won't accept your apology. Don't think that dying will make everything go away."

"Heh... cough... You're still so kind. How could I ever have doubted that you might've joined the Carlyns to hurt us? Actually... under the plum tree, I buried a jar of Ruby Toast. I'd planned to open it for your wedding night, but... but fate played its tricks. I'm sorry. That night, I thought you'd just run off in a tantrum. I never imagined... Coco, ending up like this-it's what I deserve."

"Dad, Mom... I'm sorry I couldn't fulfill my duty as your son, to

uncontrollably. She shook her head frantically, crying, "No,

quieter one, was also in tears now, his face streaked

her shock-didn't rush to Greg. Instead, she hurried forward

"Mr. Carlyn, I'm a Sanders. Please, let me atone for the Sanders. Save my brother! He doesn't know anything-he's innocent! You can do whatever you want to me, torture

here. No

fingers. "Anna, I've already shown you mercy

desperation. "Mr. Carlyn, the Sanders are at fault for everything every last mistake is ours. Ethan and Jake are already dead. Greg is the last Sanders alive. I'm begging you ...

with so much force that blood had started to show on her forehead.

I couldn't move. My hands were pressed firmly against

wound. Axes were weapons designed for heavy strikes and chopping, far less precise than a dagger that could take a life with one clean

loosening the force of

attention in time, there was

composure and logic, both in the car earlier

be done in any given situation, instead

Amber were nowhere to be seen, which made it obvious that Dominic had planned this carefully. He didn't want anyone interfering

Wisteria, Dominic might actually leave us

begging for mercy. She was trying to stir even the tiniest shred

no one

axe I had dropped on

mother is guilty. Let me, as her son, pay the price for her sins. I've already lost two sons, and my two daughters have suffered endlessly because of this. Now Greg's life hangs by a thread. If

In my eyes, Josh had always been selfish, timid, and cowardly. Yet, in this moment, he had stepped

into an amused smile, making it clear that he and

truly wanted to kill us, we'd already be dead without ever

interest. He sneered, "Alright then. As long as you cut off your own

the ground, was so distraught that her face was covered in tears. She was too overwhelmed to even

leg. Hurts, doesn't it? But let me ask you this did you feel anything back

pay for it with

grave anyway? You've lived a life of luxury and indulgence, and now you think you can die to escape your