Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 485 To Be a Third Wheel

Not long ago, when Sergio left, he seemed perfectly fine. He'd mentioned having another patient in the afternoon, so why was he suddenly at the hospital?

If he were injured, he wouldn't have driven himself.

"Turn around," I instructed. "Follow that Cayenne and see where it goes."

"Yes, ma'am," the driver replied.

We trailed a few cars behind as Sergio's vehicle pulled into the hospital parking lot.

Following any further would risk being noticed. I glanced at the driver. "Can you get out and tail him on foot? Find out where he's heading."

"On it, ma'am."

Whitney piped up, "I'll take the wheel, Chloe."

"Alright."

As she took the wheel, Whitney gave me a concerned look. "Are you exhausted?"

"A bit," I admitted. "I didn't get a nap today. I've been feeling more and more drowsy lately."

"Close your eyes for a bit. I'll wake you when we get there."

I leaned against the seat and drifted off before I even realized it.

When I woke, I felt a gentle touch brushing against my cheek. Groggily, I murmured, "Carl?"

Carter bent down and lifted me effortlessly into his arms. "You've had a long day."

Lately, I'd been doing better-less nausea, more energy-but I still felt perpetually sleepy, like I'd taken a sedative.

Breathing in the familiar scent of him, I buried my face in his chest without bothering to open my eyes. Soon, I felt myself laid on a bed. Carter pulled the blanket over me, his movements careful, and let me rest a little longer before I finally roused myself.

When I sat up, I spotted him a short distance away, seated at a desk with his laptop open, quietly working through emails.

Slipping off the bed, I tiptoed to him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders from behind, nuzzling against his neck. "Carl, you're home early today."

He reached up, drawing me into his lap. "I missed you and our baby."

Alisa's checkup earlier. "Any news from

ran the tests. Turns out her embryo isn't developing properly. It might be due to the medication that night or poor sperm quality. There's a high chance she'll miscarry, and she's been

there anything suspicious about her beyond

so we can't get samples quickly enough for a paternity test. Whether she's truly one of them or not, we'll stay cautious. If she's

we know one thing for sure. Our

move eventually. We have to stay vigilant, especially with

on staying healthy and taking care of the baby. Leave the rest to me. And make sure Joey keeps an

any progress?"

was one of his professors back in college. But why are you suddenly so interested in him? Didn't he help

instead. So, I asked someone to check it out. If there's a problem, we'll catch it early. And if he's in trouble, I want to help. It's the least I can do to repay him for what he's done." Carter gave a curt

the days that followed, I accompanied

his desk. His office was starting to feel more like a

work with him. The progress was subtle but steady, like sunlight

into thought, her mind undoubtedly circling back

that last encounter, even Carter hadn't been able to

her routine at the academy, where Luther

her part flawlessly, never revealing too much. It reminded me of a fisherman waiting for

my attention

stay indoors. But now I realized she was carefully nurturing her pregnancy. Beyond that, she didn't

remarkable.

been feeling increasingly exhausted. Today, I barely managed to

I felt something soft

I found a blanket draped over me and a thermos

Sergio sat quietly, a psychology book in hand. I glanced at

up briefly. "It was

doing today? Any

she still looks pale. Probably the insomnia. She's asleep in the treatment room

nodded, understanding. I had once found solace here,

I couldn't help but ask, "You're

answered casually, "Yeah. There's someone I like, so I'm not interested in leading anyone else

caught off guard. "Wait, what? You've never said anything about this. Is it someone you just met? Who is she? If you like her, why not go for

unreadable. "I can't. She's already

pang in my chest. Could he be talking about me?

that thought felt a little

know her?" I asked, trying to mask my discomfort with a nervous

don't," he

relieved but still curious. "What's she like? I'm