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."

checkup

developing properly. It might be due to the medication that night or

there anything suspicious about her beyond this

samples quickly enough for a paternity test. Whether she's truly one of them or not, we'll stay cautious. If she's connected to the organization, it might lead us to

nodded, meeting Carter's steady gaze. "At least we know one thing for sure. Our child is a threat

eventually. We have

and taking care of the baby. Leave the rest to me.

there been any progress?"

short meeting with the deputy director before he left. I did some digging-turns out, the deputy was one of his professors back in college. But why are you suddenly so interested in

I suspect him. Earlier, just before Whitney's session ended, he mentioned having a patient in the afternoon. But later, he showed up at the hospital 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

I accompanied Whitney

from the growing pile of comic books on his desk. His office was starting to

to drop her guard and work with him. The progress was subtle but

her drifting off into thought, her mind undoubtedly circling back

last encounter, even Carter hadn't

her routine at the academy, where Luther

reminded me of a fisherman waiting for the perfect

my attention

to think of her as a quiet homemaker, content to stay indoors. But now I realized she was carefully nurturing her pregnancy. Beyond that, she

remarkable.

however, had been feeling increasingly exhausted. Today, I barely managed to

felt something soft brush

eyes, and when I finally woke, I found

book in hand. I glanced at

glanced up briefly. "It

Starling doing today? Any

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

nodded, understanding. I had

help but ask, "You're 30 now, right? Still

There's someone I like, so I'm not interested in leading

someone you just met? Who is she? If you like her, why not go

me. His expression was unreadable. "I can't. She's already married. You

hit me unexpectedly. I felt a pang in my chest. Could he

thought felt a little egotistical. Was I really that important

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

don't," he

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