Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 470 Regret

I felt a sharp jolt in my chest as I turned to Whitney. Just a moment ago, she had been smiling, but now her face had gone completely pale. "Carl, what exactly happened? I thought there was no contact? How did something happen again?"

Carter hesitated before replying, "The Carlyns encountered a shipwreck after leaving the island. Their entire vessel capsized in the sea. That night, there were violent storms and heavy rain, and no nearby ships could assist. Likely, they didn't survive."

I instinctively clutched the rabbit keychain on my bag. "Even with bad weather, how could it be such a coincidence that the ship would capsize? Was it the Commander and his wife? Maybe one of the bodyguards was her spy. She probably planned this all along-waiting for the day the Carlyns and the Sanders resolved their feud, only to eliminate the Carlyns right afterward. If they're gone, it truly severs the roots of the conflict."

But among them was Amber, who adored Carter. His voice was low and hoarse as he replied, "Maybe."

There's no way it was just a coincidence.

I couldn't understand what Grandma had done back then to provoke the Commander's wife. Their relationship had been cut off ever since. Commander and his wife must have deliberately pulled the Carlyns into their organization when they were stranded overseas. They exploited their hatred to seek revenge on the Sanders while also using Wisteria to infiltrate the Boltons.

Now that the Carlyns were no longer useful and had discovered the truth, their lives were expendable.

I felt a pang of regret for Yael.

But my thoughts quickly turned to Whitney. She had spent years by Taylor's side, and deep down, she might have developed feelings for him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have cried so bitterly the day she left.

I glanced at her, worried. Her face was pale, but sensing my concern, she forced a faint smile. "What is it, Chloe?"

"Whitney, if Taylor is dead..."

She gazed out the window at the blur of passing scenery, her voice distant. "If he's dead, then so be it. A man like him deserves it."

I looked at her calm yet indifferent face, unsure of what to say.

After all, we hadn't lived together for the past 20 years. I had no idea what her feelings toward Taylor truly were.

"Alright, as long as you're not upset."

I hadn't spent much time with Yael, so my feelings were only of regret and pity.

Besides, I was carrying a child now. I couldn't afford to let my emotions fluctuate too much.

But the thought of never seeing Amber's fiery temper again left a bittersweet ache.

More than anything, though, I felt for Carter. He had finally found a relative who cared for him, and now Amber was gone, taken in such a cruel way.

Those monstrous spouses had killed so many people. If anyone deserved retribution, it was them.

residence. Whitney thanked us and walked away at a steady,

the door closed, I sighed. "Whitney is calmer and

emotional vulnerability would only make her fall into the enemy's

allow her to

through the front door of the Sanders residence before preparing to leave. But just as she reached the threshold, her body suddenly crumpled to the ground without warning.

"Whitney!"

held me back. "Don't panic. I'll check

the car in an instant. I told myself to stay calm, but it was hard to

Whitney was my

quickened my steps to

the ground, blood staining her chest. Her face was

so stubborn! She just said she didn't care. Get her

pretending to be indifferent so I wouldn't

down and carefully

arms before placing her in

ally. "Chloe, you should

head home first."

I stay to keep an

gently laid Whitney across the back seat, then turned to reassure me with a trace

unwell,

my stomach and said softly, "Our child isn't

child would never

grip on my hand. "Don't worry, she'll

"Okay," I replied.

arrived at the hospital, Whitney was rushed to the

just worried about her

a suitable donor, her current condition might not even allow for another

home immediately." Carter's tone left no room

his waist. He held me tightly in

my prayers because soon enough, Whitney was transferred to

was

no major

by extreme emotional distress, which had disrupted her blood flow. She just needed to be

of relief. As long as

the

pale. She hesitated before speaking, "I'm