Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 565 Final Gift

Taylor hadn't expected her to wake up at this moment. "Anna, don't look."

The surgery hadn't started yet, but Anna desperately wanted to save Chloe. She gripped the edge of the operating table, trying to get up again and again, only to collapse every time.

Wisteria approached her, gloating. "Oh my, you look absolutely miserable. Should I say something to make it even worse?"

"Your identity has been so useful. I pretended to be you and fooled your entire family like many idiots. Chloe's fiancé abandoned her at the wedding, and now she's about to die on her wedding night. Well, technically, she's not completely dead yet. Her heart is about to be placed inside your body."

"Shut up!" Taylor snapped coldly.

That was when Anna finally understood his plan. But why? Why Chloe? No!

She would rather die than take Chloe's heart.

Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded with him. "Taylor, I don't want her heart. Please, I'm begging you, save her instead! Take my life instead, okay?"

On the operating table, blood poured from Chloe's body. She lay motionless, unconscious.

Taylor gently cupped Anna's face with his gloved hand. "Don't cry."

"Taylor, please. Let me die. Let her live."

"How touching." Wisteria sneered. "But in her eyes, Anna is the most wicked woman alive. You stole her fiancé, ruined her life, and now, you're sending her straight to hell."

Anna shook her head violently. "What are you going to do to her?"

Taylor grabbed a syringe and injected anesthesia into her arm. Anna sobbed, struggling weakly. "No. No."

the overwhelming drowsiness swallowed her, and

back in Sanders's courtyard. Someone gently pushed her onto

endless stretch of blue. A soft breeze rustled the leaves, and their

looks downcast as if

"Dad! Ethan!"

she ran

down, little princess,

moment she embraced him, his body vanished into thin air. She turned around. Ethan and

"Chloe!"

her sweetly, still holding her

out to touch her,

"No! Chloe, don't go!"

the pain in her chest, the same sharp agony she remembered from her first heart

given a

her like a hammer,

walked over.

trembling hand and slapped him across the face. "Taylor,

didn't care about the slap. He was more concerned about her emotions. "Don't

"Where is Chloe?"

body is too weak right

"Is she dead?"

lost too much blood that night.

if she wasn't

"Anna."