Chapter 509 My Water Broke Chloe?

His voice sounded vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite recall who it was.

It didn't sound like an enemy, though.

"Chloe, can you hear me?"

I quickly responded, "Yes, I can. But I've forgotten almost ten years of memories, so I don't really remember who you are."

"D*mn," came an exclamation from the other end, followed by a rather aggrieved tone, "You really don't remember me?"

"I feel like your voice is familiar, but I can't place it. Sorry."

He asked again, "What about Carter? Have you forgotten him too?"

I could only answer honestly, "I know he's my husband, but I've forgotten the things that happened between us."

As soon as I said that, I heard a sound that resembled a goose honking-no, it was laughter.

"Hahaha! Carter, this is your day of reckoning! Chloe forgot me, and she forgot you too. Tsk tsk, and I was

the one who found her first," the man on the other end said excitedly.

He sounded so gleeful, completely out of sync with my current life-and-death situation.

I wanted to remind him to show respect for my predicament and lend me a hand.

"Could you help me contact ... " I hadn't finished speaking when a low, raspy, and incredibly distinct male voice suddenly cut through.

"Chloe, are you okay?"

The moment I heard that voice, a sharp pang hit my nose, and tears immediately rolled down my cheeks. I knew it was him.

Even though my mind had forgotten him, my body still retained the instinct to love him.

At the sound of his voice, a flood of emotions surged in my heart.

a little nervous, his voice

"Carl, is that

carried a mix of unease,

hear his exhaustion and knew he wasn't doing well, so I briefly told him about what had happened

all

your location. I'm on my way. Chloe, don't be afraid at most, it'll take

Twenty minutes!

chimed in again. The first man's smug tone was unmistakable. "You have me to thank for

"There you go again, you creep. You just couldn't let go of your obsession with tracking Chloe, could

on, admit it-you owe

female voice

lost your memory? Do you still remember me? I'm Zoey! I'm so sorry. If I hadn't asked you to come pick me up, none of

there on your own for months. Are you starving? Freezing? Has he mistreated you? Why is it that

"..."

breath, "It's all my fault. I promise I'll never ask you to pick me up

moment to speak, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I haven't gone hungry, and I've actually gained almost

my pregnancy, it was true I hadn't lost weight. And given my naturally slim frame, my

you encounter Sergio, don't hurt him. He's actually a pitiful

a moment before responding

him! Do you even know what your husband

I heard footsteps echoing from the stairwell. I quickly whispered,

left ear. There's

voices disappeared completely. This also meant they could still

on edge. I pulled out the pistol and knife Sergio had left me

him, I could already distinguish his footsteps. Whoever was

the door, my palm slick with sweat as I

didn't trust myself with the gun, afraid of making a

voice came from the doorway, "Ms. Sander, the plan has changed.

There's a mole among us, and the organization's people are on their

I'd never spoken to him directly, I'd

I asked because, to be honest, I trusted him

already taken care of the mole, but our location has been exposed.

only 20 minutes away, the organization's people were closing in, and Sergio

least long enough to get out of here for

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