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..."

Carter aside, I bolted to the bathroom, where I doubled over and

eaten earlier was a small bowl of cereal, so

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

on the floor, retching repeatedly until

my back and offering a cup of warm water to rinse my

blurred my vision, leaving me feeling

you

exhaustion washed

pull myself up and ask, "I'm fine. What are you

brought me over," she

carrying me back to the bed. Sitting beside me, he held my hand and gently asked, "Do you feel like eating

must've looked frail and drained.

something-you've got

sweat from my forehead with a warm towel. "You two have a talk;

he headed to the kitchen

"Chloe, take a sip first," she said. "On the way here, I heard we still don't know if the target is me

the cup of water, my mind in a daze. "When I first heard about that person's death, I even thought it could be Taylor

could finish, Whitney cut me off. "It's

Yes, he sees the Sanders' actions as wrong, but that's all in the past now!" "But Mr. Carlyn's obsession is overwhelming.

need for revenge against you. Though Taylor didn't directly participate, he was fully aware of everything that was going on. When my resistance became stronger, he came up with the idea of using

you were reborn, Taylor

hurting you again.

but he couldn't escape his past. Things had already gone wrong, and all he could do was Keep making mistakes. He admitted that he couldn't go back, which is why he became so

again? If he wanted to kill you, he would have done it on

I just didn't expect Whitney to defend him, which

still care about him," I

the Carlyns. They wouldn't take someone's

Taylor always shielded me and kept me out of their affairs, so I don't know the details. Once,

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