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!"

morning

it, I won't

rang, and he gave me a quick look before stepping outside

probably didn't want me to overhear anything about beheadings

a towel. "Chloe, do you want to lie

"Yeah," I replied.

hadn't eaten all day and was feeling lightheaded, so I curled up in

Carter walked in, I couldn't hold back

worry about all this right

worst, so nothing else can shock me.

not a big deal, honestly. Some clues were discovered at Randy

"What clues?"

the footprints and the traces left on the

"What kind of woman?"

around five feet

than me. Could it

any suspicious women? Could it be

face grew cold, likely already considering that

Commander's couple for years, she's one of them. If she's still alive, she's probably back for revenge. Damian deliberately

tightly, a look of frustration in

I should have finished her off with one

had acted

long, and from her attack in the dressing

this crazy woman, Whitney and I will just have

while we were gone,

"We'll stay at Dad's place for a

Whitney coming with

you're pregnant. I

the seriousness on her face, I

her easygoing personality, who

I nodded. "Alright."

Zoey, she sent a message to our group

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

quickly followed by a series

a glance, silently warning her

felt relieved that it was me who saw

long as she could keep living her life under the warm sunlight, far from any

gathered a few belongings while Carter thoughtfully included the kitten and its climbing frame in

making the move

arrived, Hugo walked up to me and asked,

my head slightly. "I'm fine, just a

Zoey. You should head to

"Okay," I replied softly.

Alisa was busy painting, but when

This face looks familiar... I think I've seen her somewhere before," Alisa said,