Chapter 476 The Dead Won't Know

Before I had a chance to respond, Whitney's sharp eyes shifted directly to Alisa's face.

Alisa settled beside me, gently holding my hand. "I've noticed you haven't been eating much lately. Grandpa and Uncle Carter are so worried about you they probably already figured it out. There's no need to feel shy about it. When I was pregnant, I went through the same thing. At first, I didn't feel anything, but soon after, I was nauseous every single day. Thankfully, things improved after the first three months." "Yeah, I can barely handle oily food these days. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you," I said, politely refusing.

Other than Jeffrey, Carter, and Whitney, there was no one else I trusted.

The food I ate was carefully prepared by a chef Carter had hired, so I used the excuse of pregnancy to turn down Alisa's offer.

Alisa asked eagerly, "How many months along are you? My baby will have someone to play with once they arrive!"

"It's still a bit early," I replied.

Alisa beamed with joy. "It's incredible how things work out. When you were with my brother, I always thought he didn't deserve you. Now, you're not just my sister-in-law-you're family. It feels like fate brought us together." "That's true."

"Since you're a first-time mom, you might not know everything. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Oh, and I'll bring you some oil later."

I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What oil?"

"It's to help avoid stretch marks. Think about it-you're still young and stunning. If you get pregnant and end up with marks everywhere, it could look unpleasant. It might even affect how close you are to your partner. Men are more visual than they admit. They may say they don't mind, but they do deep down."

I gave a small smile and said, "Alright, I'll trust you on that."

"We're family after all."

Once she left, Whitney carefully moved the chicken soup aside. "Chloe, you shouldn't drink that."

I nodded. "I know."

In this situation, I wasn't about to risk drinking something I wasn't sure about.

Soon enough, Alisa had someone bring over a bunch of items.

I pretended to be tired and asked for some rest, and Alisa didn't press the issue.

Once the door was closed, I took a quick look at what she had sent-pregnancy skincare products, essential oils, and a few parenting books.

"Make sure these skincare products are tested for any problems."

"Got it, Chloe."

as the sunset. "How was

"I'm really tired. My appetite's still off, but I'm throwing up less and managed to eat a bit more than yesterday." "Chloe, you're amazing," he

skincare products. I've

"Alright."

on. "Any updates on

no sign of her entering or leaving

could have come in

a possibility. Randy discovered some new clues, and the injuries on his body

A surgical knife?

orthopedic surgeon. He mentioned performing

both Whitney and me on several

informed Captain Tucker about this. He checked the hospital's surveillance footage. Luther did indeed perform a surgery that night, but the timing doesn't add up. His surgery was only ten minutes apart from the victim's time of death. Ten minutes isn't enough for him to

it wasn't Luther? Could it actually

the scene, it seems the

Not Taylor, not Luther.

it truly be

this trouble just to send

and focus on the baby. I've already assigned someone to keep tabs on

world may be big, but nothing

buzzed, and he glanced

and everything's fine with the skincare products. The ingredients are all normal,

gently caressed my face,

There's nothing wrong with that. You need to stay vigilant moving

a smile and said, "I

still no word

to pay her respects, she'd

vanished, like a mouse hiding deep underground, never to be seen

I couldn't shake the unease

incredibly attentive, making sure I rested well. After over a week, my complexion started to improve, and my face looked a little fuller. Whitney, however, was a different story. She was constantly waiting for updates about

news, her hope fading

growing disappointment in her eyes. Whitney had always been delicate, and now she seemed even more fragile. With each day that passed, the likelihood of anyone surviving at

down that Taylor's family might have been lost at sea, but she just

I was pregnant and feeling exhausted, I drifted off to sleep, but

still working in the study. Was he

by the study, I saw that he was indeed caught up

let out a sigh. Not

his own responsibilities, but he had also taken on the affairs of Boltons and was sorting out the chaos Bill left behind for my

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