Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 474 I'm The Dismembered Person

Carter shot her twice. At the time, she was cloaked in black, and all I could see was the blood-no way to tell exactly where she'd been hit.

Then she jumped off a towering cliff. Below, the sea churned violently, making survival seem almost impossible.

Carter had sent teams to scour the mountains, but her body was never found.

She must have fallen into the ocean. Could it be she somehow defied the odds and survived?

The mere thought of that woman, whose hatred for me runs so deep, sent an uneasy chill through me.

She held me responsible for Silas's death-but why? She was the one who tried to kill me first!

"Chloe, Wisteria didn't have a good childhood. She was always ... different," Whitney said softly.

"You two were together at some point?" I asked.

Whitney nodded. "We were close in age, and back then, I didn't understand much. She used to torment me-throwing caterpillars, dead mice, even snakes at me. If it hadn't been for Taylor ... I don't think I'd still be alive." "What happened after that?"

"She vanished for a while, and when she returned, she was completely different-overflowing with hostility. It was as if hatred had consumed her, and all she cared about was avenging herself against the Sanders. The only person who could calm her was Silas, but now that he's gone...

In other words, the one person who could control her was no longer here.

I spoke with an icy tone, "If she's still alive, this time I'll make her experience every bit of the pain I've endured!"

Whitney tried to soothe me. "Chloe, you're pregnant now. You need to take care of yourself."

I rested a hand on my belly. No matter what happens, I have to protect this child.

The heartbreak I felt with Joy will never happen again.

Still, something about this situation feels far too complicated to dismiss.

Carter walked in with a bowl of noodles. "Chloe, you haven't eaten in ages, and you just threw up again. Try to eat a little," he urged gently.

"Alright, I'll eat," I said.

The noodles were plain and lacked much oil, as he purposely made them that way, concerned I might find them too greasy.

I tried to shift my focus, not letting my mind linger on the troubling thoughts.

"Ugh."

I pressed my hand to my mouth, gagging, and Carter quickly handed me a trash can.

But nothing came up, and I couldn't bring myself to eat.

I managed to take a few small sips of the soup, hoping to regain some strength. But as soon as I swallowed, my stomach lurched, and I ended up vomiting once more. "Chloe!"

"Chloe!"

tell if it was morning sickness or just

out a sigh. "Forget it, I won't make

gave me a quick

want me to overhear anything about beheadings that might make my

towel. "Chloe, do you

"Yeah," I replied.

was feeling

hold back my question. "Carl,

worry about all this right

nothing else can shock me. If you don't tell

big deal, honestly. Some clues were discovered at Randy Duffy's crime

"What clues?"

of the footprints and the traces left on the body suggests that the

"What kind of woman?"

feet five

a bit shorter than me. Could it really be

nearby cameras pick up any suspicious women?

face grew cold, likely already considering

she's still alive, she's probably back for revenge. Damian deliberately picked that alley-no surveillance, and the nearby cameras were hacked at that time, so

of frustration in my eyes.

Chloe, I should have finished her

acted quickly

been trained by the organization for so long, and from her attack in the dressing room,

this crazy woman, Whitney and I will just have to stay home more often from now

with it while we were gone, so it's no longer safe. This delivery is a clear sign

"We'll stay at Dad's place for a few days, and I still need to

what about Whitney coming with

pregnant. I need to look after

the seriousness on her face, I realized

her easygoing personality, who knows what she might do if she found

I nodded. "Alright."

she sent a message to

Helper wrote, "Chloe, Whitney, are you ignoring me? Do you not care about me anymore? It's been two

followed by a

shot Whitney a glance, silently warning her not to mention any

it was me who saw the head, not

living her life under the warm sunlight, far from

gathered a few belongings while Carter thoughtfully included

house was nearby, making the move

to me and asked, "Mrs. Zoey,

"I'm fine, just a bit

Zoey. You should head to your room and

"Okay," I replied softly.

yard, Alisa was busy painting, but when she noticed

think I've seen her