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.

little nervous, his voice

answered, "Carl, is that

mix of unease,

hear his exhaustion and knew he wasn't doing well, so I briefly

me except restrict my freedom. However, his grandmother, the mastermind behind all this,

on my way. Chloe, don't be afraid at most, it'll take 20 minutes, and we'll be together

Twenty minutes!

in again. The first man's smug tone

with a scornful tone, "There you go again, you creep. You just couldn't let go of

on, admit it-you owe me

voice

cheerful, "Chloe, have you 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

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

"..."

one breath, "It's all my fault. I promise I'll never ask you to pick me up again. I've already lost Whitney; I can't lose you too! Just

she finally paused, I seized the moment to speak, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I haven't gone hungry, and I've actually

true I hadn't lost weight. And given

don't hurt him. He's actually a pitiful

a

him! Do you even know what your husband has been going through these past few days? And now you're asking

echoing from the stairwell. I quickly whispered, "Shh, someone's coming.

its left ear. There's

off, and sure enough, their voices disappeared completely. This

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

could already distinguish his footsteps.

my palm slick with sweat as I gripped

trust myself with the gun, afraid of making a mistake,

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

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

the bodyguards. While I'd never spoken to him directly,

Zimmer?" I asked because, to be honest, I trusted

location has been exposed. Boss asked me to take you to the port where someone

minutes away, the organization's people were closing in,

had to stall for time—at least long enough to get out of

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