Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 471 Corpse

Seeing Whitney so helpless and fragile, I couldn't help but hold her close. "This is just the initial news. There's still a chance things might turn around. Don't cry. You have to believe in him."

In my arms, Whitney nodded softly. Even her sobbing was quiet and restrained, making her all the more endearing.

No wonder Taylor, even as an adversary, had wanted to protect her back then.

"Carter's already sent people to investigate. Don't worry."

"Okay," she murmured, her voice like a small, whimpering animal.

Seeing her like this, I couldn't bring myself to leave. With the Sanders family in disarray, and Kate preoccupied with caring for Josh, I decided to stay and keep Whitney company.

Carter, worried about me, didn't feel comfortable leaving either. He ended up spending the night on the sofa outside the suite, looking more than a little cramped with his long legs awkwardly bent. Seeing him like that made my heart ache. "I'm sorry... He took my hand and pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me from behind and resting his chin on my neck.

"It's fine. Whitney is your family, which makes her my sister. I understand, so you don't need to apologize. We're husband and wife."

He nuzzled my cheek gently. "Compared to everything else, I'm just grateful to hold you. And now we have a child on the way."

His large hand rested over my abdomen, where our little life was growing. This truly was a blessing.

"Let Damian bring you another blanket," I suggested.

"Sure, I'll do whatever you say."

We exchanged a smile. Compared to Whitney and Taylor, who couldn't be together and were now separated by life and death, I considered myself fortunate.

When Damian brought the blanket, I took the opportunity to ask about the man in glasses.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Bolton. I just taught him a lesson. He'll need a few months to recover, but during that time, he won't bother Ms. Whitney again."

"Thank you."

"It's my duty."

I bent down to help Carter with the blanket, but he quickly stopped me. "I'll handle it myself."

He efficiently made his bed and turned off the lights, settling in obediently. "Go be with her. I'll be fine."

I knew he said that just to ease my worries. Leaning down, I hugged him tightly. "Amber will be okay."

His body stiffened slightly before he murmured, "Okay."

no surprise he cared so much about the one elder

with her back to the door, gazing at the bright, full moon. The moonlight cast a silvery glow on her, wrapping her in an aura of solitude. Even though spring had

eyes brimmed with sorrow, and it

held her hand and guided her to lie

for making you

told you I'm carrying a new life, would that make you feel

Whitney froze. "You're pregnant?"

placed her hand over my abdomen. "Yes, a

cheek gently against my belly, staying

worst of times, beautiful flowers can bloom and give us hope. Don't you think so? Have you wondered whether it's a boy or a girl, or who they'll take after-me or their father?" "No matter who the

"What about you?"

gaze flickered as she realized my intention. Then she buried her face in my arms. "I'll love them

"I'm sorry.

to find. I couldn't bear the

as we're

perhaps because of my pregnancy, I drifted off to sleep before I

in the sky, but Whitney was

drift in and stir the white gauze curtains

abruptly, panic

and it was only when I spotted Whitney's figure on the tree-lined path outside that I

Luther was with her again. Was

sunlight, Luther and Whitney's silhouettes were undeniably picturesque, yet an inexplicable sense

open as

worry about her-Damian's keeping

up three times in the past two days. Don't you think that's a bit

calmly,

at the top of their field, but they're doing decently. Luther grew up abroad and only returned to the country this year to take over the family business. That hospital is

sense, which only makes it

he's really up to something, we should play the

nodded and asked, "What's the

"Craig Ligendza."

Chandler couple. Doesn't

wonder,

overthinking and eat,"

"Alright."

they are? Could they

spooned cereal,

called 'Ed.' Below him are four factions, each named after mythical beast. From Marc's intel, the

"And Dark Rose?"