Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 541 Sweet Love of the Middle-aged

On a bright and breezy day, Carter drove to the seaside, carrying Eleanor's urn.

I didn't go with him for the final send-off. After all, I hadn't spent much time with Eleanor.

If anything, the few times she did see me, she was probably busy scheming how to get rid of me.

Compared to her, I much preferred Amber, who got up at three in the morning to make breakfast for me.

I watched them from a distance by the shore. Amber was crying her heart out, with Dominic by her side, comforting her.

Pushing the stroller, I stood with the children, gazing at the vast ocean.

The sea breeze swept past us as the little ones reached out, trying to catch the seagulls soaring overhead.

I tapped Everett's tiny nose. "You have to grow up fast. When you're older, Mommy will take you clamming. The beach is so much fun-there are tiny shrimp, little fish, and even seaweed."

They had no idea what I was talking about, but since I sounded so serious, they listened just as seriously.

Everett and Everly were almost seven months old now. They could already sit up. In fact, Everly had even started showing signs of crawling these past two days.

Right before my eyes, the children were growing, little by little.

I gazed out at the deep blue sea, but the wind couldn't blow away the heaviness in my heart.

My sister, are you doing alright on the other side?

Everyone had given up searching for Alice. It had been over a year-if she were dead, her body would have been gone by now.

And if she were alive, why hadn't she reached out?

Even Amber hadn't received any news confirming that Taylor was still alive.

By all accounts, Alice was most likely dead. But I couldn't shake the lingering hope in my heart, wishing for a miracle.

One day, Alice would return.

She would be in for a shock when she did-back then, I had just gotten pregnant, and now, my babies were all grown up.

After staying in Snowville for a while, another winter arrived. Carter had finally settled matters with the Bolton family, and he took me back to Jaford.

We flew on a private jet. Though the flight was long, being with family made it feel easy.

Once we reached cruising altitude, I placed Everett and Everly on the carpet. Everly sat and played with a rattle, while Everett lay on his stomach, trying to crawl.

At his age, though, he had all the intent but none of the strength. His soft belly pressed against the floor, his limbs flailing like a tiny turtle-it was ridiculously cute.

Lucian, ever the troublemaker, plopped right onto Everett's back, shouting, "Giddy-up! Giddy-up!"

Bill grabbed him by the back of his collar and lifted him up. "Kiddo, that's not how you play!"

big, innocent eyes,

didn't you always let me ride on your

"Daddy, giddy-up."

can play horsey all you want when we get home, but not on the plane. It's dangerous. Now go sit in your

emerged from her nap, stretching lazily. "What

arrogance vanished. His little face scrunched up in grievance. "Daddy is being

I truly understood the phrase: As long as your acting is

on the back. "What did you

he was used to this. Without even explaining himself, he simply peeled an orange and handed it

way he acted like a devoted pushover made me start to wonder ... Had Bill

didn't need to see that lovey-dovey scene between

so he was catching up

over, Harlan stood pitifully by the door, knocking. "Zoey, darling, let me sleep with you. I swear I

door. Instead, Carter's door

Harlan to say another word

so Carter gets grumpy when he's

his murderous look, I silently said a prayer

Good luck.

and chaos, the plane finally

made it back to the

helicopter, I saw a

had come to pick

still had that same refined and gentle demeanor. As he approached, he took Lucian

he saw him. He buried his little face into Nicholas's neck, rubbing and kissing

"Papa! Papa!"

they could tell

outsiders, Nicholas was

head. "Did you

"Miss! I miss Papa!"

"I missed you too."

on Philippa. "You

fine. How's everything

of chicks. The orchids you planted have bloomed. Also,

gazes practically

Could Philippa really be

cleared his throat loudly.

remind them that he was

Nicholas, however, completely

and turned

told

the arrangements. Please, make

"Thanks, Nicholas."

Lucian down and knelt to play

here, all I could focus on was Carter's so- called "death curse." I never even took the time to