Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 473 Wisteria Still Alive?

I had a strange and unsettling nightmare.

Ethan and Jake, who had already passed away, appeared before me with lifeless expressions and rigid movements, resembling the undead.

A sinister voice, chilling like something from a horror film, echoed from their mouths. "Chloe, why didn't you help me?"

"Ethan, it wasn't my fault, I swear it wasn't!"

I tried to run, but just as I moved, my body crumbled into pieces.

Then, a head materialized-a bespectacled man I'd seen only once-now a disembodied head, floating eerily around me. "Chloe, my death was so tragic-return my life to me!"

"No!" I screamed.

The nightmare ended as I jolted awake, and Carter, who had been dozing off beside the bed, instantly turned his gaze to me. "Chloe, it's okay. Don't be scared. I'm right here," he said gently.

It took a moment for me to fully come back to reality, and then I threw myself into Carter's arms.

Cold sweat drenched my back as I clung tightly to Carter's arm. "Carl, there was... a head."

He softly ran his hand over my hair. "It's all right, it's all taken care of. Captain Tucker has handled everything. Don't worry."

"Who was behind it?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"Damian apprehended a guy disguised as a delivery worker," he explained. "The man admitted someone hired him to drop off the package at our house. I've already told the property management to handle all deliveries from now on."

Just the thought of packages made me terrified to even glance at another cardboard box.

Each time I shut my eyes, that image of the bloodied head with its gaping wounds would flash before me. "Ugh..."

bathroom, where I doubled

of cereal, so nothing but remnants

of dry heaving when your stomach is empty-desperately trying to vomit but

floor, retching repeatedly until I was spitting

and offering a cup of warm water to

and tears blurred my vision,

are you

and a wave of exhaustion washed over me-I didn't have the

few moments, I managed to pull myself up and

me over,"

me, he held my hand and

and drained. "I

have to eat something-you've got a baby

forehead with a warm towel. "You two have a talk; I'll go whip up something for you

else, he headed to the kitchen himself, determined

sip first," she said. "On the way here, I heard we still don't know if the target is me or the Sanders, so Carter brought

the cup of water, my mind in a daze. "When I first heard about that

could finish, Whitney cut me off.

not as we thought. He doesn't harbor such a deep grudge against the Sanders. Yes, he sees the Sanders' actions as wrong, but that's all in the past now!" "But Mr. Carlyn's obsession is overwhelming. From a young age, he was taught that revenge was his only path. He had no

intense, obsessive need for revenge against you. Though Taylor didn't directly participate, he was fully aware of everything that was going

were reborn,

of hurting you again.

he couldn't escape his past. Things had already gone wrong, and all he could do was Keep making mistakes. He admitted that

someone like that come after you again? If he wanted to kill you, he

reasons behind it. I just didn't expect Whitney

care about him,"

"Chloe, we can't be together, especially with him gone now. Besides, the death of that individual has no connection to the Carlyns. They wouldn't take someone's life just because that person tried to reach out to them." "Then who do you believe

they killed matches someone from that organization. But Taylor always shielded me and kept me out of their affairs, so I don't know the details. Once, Taccidentally walked into a room and saw someone cutting apart