Chapter 514 Fate Has Run Its Course "Carl, I'm here. I've been here all along."

I pressed my face against his. Can he feel me?

He knelt on the ground, his usual elegance and dignity nowhere to be seen. He looked utterly exhausted even.

"Carl, it's raining. Please go inside. You'll catch a cold."

He had already lost so much weight. If he got sick on top of that, even the strongest immune system wouldn't help.

And if he fell ill, who would take care of our children?

As if fate enjoyed mocking me, the moment the thought crossed my mind, Carter suddenly collapsed forward.

"Carl!"

Instinctively, I reached out to catch him.

However, he fell right through me, crashing onto the wet ground.

"Somebody, help! Save Carl!"

I screamed until my voice was raw, but no one could hear me. I could only watch, helpless, as he lay unconscious before me.

"Carl... Carl...

Kneeling in the rain, I pleaded with the heavens.

Please, if you must take someone, take me. Just spare Carl and our children. I don't care if I never wake

up again, or if I can only stay by their side as a spirit-as long as they are safe and well.

At last, Damian arrived. Seeing Carter unconscious on the ground, he strode over in alarm.

"Mr. Carter!"

"Damian, help him, please!"

Damian lifted Carter onto his back and carried him inside. The doctor's diagnosis confirmed he was simply

too weak-he hadn't rested in days, and the cold rain had only made things worse.

That night, he developed a fever.

When the doctor prepared to administer an injection to bring it down, Carter suddenly woke up, stopping him.

"Mr. Bolton, don't worry. It's just a fever-reducing shot. You have a high temperature."

His voice was weak, but firm. "Leave me be."

Chloe's life is still hanging by a thread, and the little ones are barely a day old. If you fall

the children would soften him—after all, they were his

flickered in his eyes. "If it

was right. He hadn't even glanced at the children after I gave birth. Even now, he refused

ever the honest man, couldn't hide his disapproval.

her life to bring into this world.

his love to me and not even his own children could

have someone take care

"And what about you?"

stay sick, maybe I'll be

So

elements, forcing his body into a fevered state-just to

would bring him closer to me. Luke and Grandma had both seen me when they were at their weakest. He was

idi*t, Carter!" I whispered,

tensed. Then, as if hearing something impossible, he turned toward

and lunged toward me, arms outstretched, trying

him, too-just like

souls from different worlds, separated by life and death. We

nearly collapsed

delirious. Damian, however, seemed to understand something. Without a word, he dismissed the doctor and quietly closed the door, leaving us alone. "Carl," I whispered, stepping closer

trembling hand reaching out as if to touch

him now. Did I

spirits who had died tragically-their tongues hanging

look that terrible ...

I knew you were still here,"

small smile.

wasn't entirely true. I had barely spared them a glance before rushing off to

anyway-hoping to awaken the

stiffened. "Are they

are beautiful." Then, gently, I asked,

to," he answered

at them, I see you-covered in blood.

if I see them, I might do something I can't

eyes darkened with an almost manic intensity. "I'd rather they had never existed. I just

that, my heart

he wasn't young anymore-that he hoped I would give him an heir. And yet now, with our children here,

separated from my body, what did you do? Can't

his

used the Stone

But you threw it away. Our lives were

is meant to be your death ... then when Zoey's heart stops beating, your fate will

a chilling wind

death I had feared

won't. I will always love

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