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..."

bolted to the bathroom, where I

eaten earlier was a small bowl of cereal, so nothing

empty-desperately trying to

repeatedly until I was spitting

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

twisted painfully, and tears blurred my vision,

are you

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

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

brought me

beside me, he

drained. "I don't want to eat," I murmured

eat something-you've got a baby in your

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

he headed to the kitchen himself, determined to prepare something that would

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

first heard about

Whitney cut me off. "It's not

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 power to stop what was unfolding. Even if my heart had been fine that night, Chloe, you would still

directly participate, he was fully aware of everything

were

hurting you

He was exhausted by the hatred that had consumed him, but he couldn't escape his past. Things had already gone wrong, and all he could do was Keep making

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

expect Whitney to defend him, which confirmed that my earlier

care about him," I said

Carlyns. They wouldn't take someone's life just because that person tried to reach out to them." "Then who do you

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

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