Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 447 Forget Me, This Sinful Grandma

After hearing Grandma's words, I was struck silent. For as long as I could remember, she had always been the person who treated me with the most kindness.

I had always thought of her as the purest, most selfless soul-someone who had devoted herself entirely to the family while showing only coldness to outsiders.

I reflected on Yael's chaotic nature, the tangled affairs between Taylor and Whitney, Amber's mental collapse at Dominic's hands, and even Wisteria's transformation into someone unrecognizable.

It all traced back to Grandma's influence on the Carlyns. Could I really claim to be blameless? Wasn't the entire Carlyn family equally guilty?

The Sanders' shadow still loomed over them after all these years.

It seemed as if Grandma thought they should have accepted their fate long ago.

She suggested that if they hadn't resisted, only Mrs. Carlyn Senior would have been the only one to suffer insult. She had already extended mercy to them, and with a little humility, the Carlyns could have healed and moved forward.

But it was their stubbornness, their refusal to let go of old grievances, that had dragged on the curse for three generations.

I could understand her reasoning-survival in a world where only the strong thrive. Everyone was trying to rise higher, but I couldn't quite agree with her way of thinking.

If the Sanders had reached their wealth and power at the expense of others, then I'd rather live in humble circumstances.

Without the hatred that plagued the Carlyns, my brothers would have had bright futures as ordinary men. I wouldn't have met Luke, and I certainly wouldn't be facing such a tragic end.

Maybe in another life, I would have been with Carter instead.

But could I really blame Grandma? We, the ones who had benefited from this situation, were the least qualified to do so.

It was too late now. All the mistakes had been made, and we had to bear the consequences of the Sanders' actions. Grandma's words only seemed to fuel the Carlyns' anger further.

Dominic's normally gentle face hardened with fury. "So, you want me to thank you for your 'great kindness'? My sister was ripped from our mother's arms as an infant, denied her milk, and soon after she died. And now you still have the audacity to speak this way? If we show mercy to you, who will show mercy to us?"

His eyes gleamed with cold malice as he stared down Grandma. "Do you want us to leave, or are you planning to wipe us out? You know exactly what you're doing-twisting the truth just to look good in front of your granddaughter. It's disgusting."

The truth didn't matter anymore. The fact was clear: the Sanders owed the Carlyns, and there was no denying it. I couldn't argue with that.

I stepped forward, trying to calm him. "Mr. Carlyn, the Sanders have already wronged you. They've paid the price with three lives. Whitney's been tortured for 20 years, and she's lived a life worse than death. The Sanders are on the brink of collapse, and Greg can barely survive. Isn't that enough punishment?"

I feared that if their anger wasn't quelled, none of us would leave this place alive.

"Enough?" Dominic sneered. "Let the ancestors of the Carlyn family decide. Take them to their graves."

day would come. The Carlyns would use the Sanders'

away by men in black, Josh handled like a limp

feared Grandma would suffer the same fate, so I quickly crouched in front of

she began,

insisted. Despite everything, despite how the Carlyns saw her as a devil, she would always

the past, but I would do what I

always maintained a slender figure, even in her youth. Despite her age, she was

some. Even now, as I carried her, she couldn't have weighed more than 80 pounds. It wasn't

voice quivered as she whispered, "Chloe,

"There's no need to apologize. You took care of me when I was little. Now it's my turn to look after you. No matter what happens, this is what a granddaughter does." Kate

the bodyguards, gestured for them to disperse, and she, along with Kate, helped Josh catch up to us.

It wasn't until w

we stepped outside

realized we were no longer

house where

me. The air

and I could feel the presence of venomous snakes surrounding

sight, screamed in

up, or I'll cut your tongue out,"

her face

ignored her fear and continued walking, focusing

You can put me

all, Grandma. You're so light. Haven't you

the endless sea, her thoughts far

caught up with us, and Wisteria, like a ghost, emerged from the shadows, her cloak billowing in the breeze, revealing

I had a terrible

powerless to stop what was coming. I couldn't protect Grandma for

afraid. She whispered in my ear, as if it were

Now I know I was right. You

know, Grandma. I'll

your children. Will you have a handsome boy or a beautiful girl?

words cut through me, and I couldn't hold back my tears.

that the Carlyns' graveyard wouldn't be just for their ancestors today. The Sanders

All I could do was

even if I could change things, what would I do? If I protected the Sanders, would that erase the suffering of the Carlyns? What would make me different from their evil? This was fate. A fate no

Sanders. What about me? When