Chapter 496 I'm Sick

Whitney's departure left me in a long period of gloom. I knew I should be happier now that I was pregnant, as it would benefit the baby's development, but some things are just beyond our control.

I followed the nutritionist's plan strictly, eating every meal with the right balance, and I didn't experience morning sickness anymore.

But every time I woke up, it felt like a part of my heart was missing. I had lost interest in everything, and my sleep hours were growing longer.

It seemed like I was sick, but I couldn't pinpoint what it was.

I started staying indoors, spending long hours at home, and rarely communicating with anyone. Carter became busier and busier.

I knew he was trying to spend all his free time with me. I didn't want to worry him, so I tried my best to act like it didn't bother me. I'd smile and make an effort to start conversations.

He would gently stroke my head, his eyes filled with affection, and I could tell something was wrong, but I couldn't figure out what it was. He was still so gentle, still loving me and the baby.

But he never mentioned Whitney again. That was a hole in my heart that no one could ever fill.

Whitney and Taylor's investigation had led to the dismantling of several key criminal hideouts, saving

many innocent people and convicting several criminals.

All the criminal strongholds in Snowville had been eliminated, and while the danger might return eventually, at least for now, no one else would suffer.

Such news didn't stir any interest in me. What did the lives of others matter to me?

When I died, no one was there to help me. Whitney's fate couldn't be changed, and my family was destroyed.

Who could save me?

This world is so terrible.

Carter went back to the study, and knowing how tired he was, I cut some fruit and brought it to him.

The door was open. I saw him looking troubled, speaking on the phone. I thought he had received news about Whitney, so I stayed by the door and listened for a while.

His voice was low and raspy. "Yes, her sickness has worsened again."

Sick? Who is sick?

loss has become more severe. Just

Crash!

plate in my hands fell to the floor. He was

Carter, hearing the noise, immediately hung up and ran toward me.

hands just

looked at him, my eyes full of confusion. "Carl,

"No, you-"

you said. You said

locked on his, and I asked, "What exactly is

in your hormone levels during pregnancy,

have caused changes both in your body and mind. This is

"So I really did bring you fruit

He nodded.

no memory of

long has this been going

strange things. When we'd talk, you'd repeat questions almost immediately. That's when I decided to consult a psychologist. You're still pregnant, so it's not advisable to

him, my heart tightening without

could be a risk of self-harm, or even harm to

Harm the baby?

"Carl, what are you talking about? I want the baby so badly; how could I hurt my baby? By the way, Carl, we'll

I have another episode?

already knew the baby's gender.

voice trembled as

and

smiled weakly. "That's great. Sorry, I'm just a little tired. I-I didn't

arms, gently stroking the back of my head. "Chloe, it's okay. Everyone gets sick. This isn't a terminal illness. You'll

fine. I

as I spoke those words, I couldn't stop the tears from falling. Carter wiped them away. "Chloe, listen to me. I'm here

I forget how big

haven't forgotten, Chloe.

so lost in the grief over losing your sister. You've surrounded yourself with pain, built a shell to protect

was filled with anxiety. "I

and asked,

two lifetimes. I could never

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