Even after Her Death (Chloe and Luke)
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I felt a sharp jolt in my chest as I turned to Whitney. Just a moment ago, she had been smiling,.but now her face had gone completely pale.

"Carl, what exactly happened? I thought there was no contact? How did something happen again?"

Carter hesitated before replying, "The Carlyns encountered a shipwreck after leaving the island. Their entire vessel capsized in the sea. That night, there were violent storms and heavy rain, and no nearby ships could assist. Likely, they didn't survive."

I instinctively clutched the rabbit keychain on my bag. "Even with bad weather, how could it be such a coincidence that the ship would capsize? Was it the Commander and his wife? Maybe one of the bodyguards was her spy. She probably planned this all along-waiting for the day the Carlyns and the Sanders resolved their feud, only to eliminate the Carlyns right afterward. If they're gone, it truly severs the roots of the conflict."

But among them was Amber, who adored Carter. His voice was low and hoarse as he replied, "Maybe."

There's no way it was just a coincidence.

I couldn't understand what Grandma had done back then to provoke the Commander's wife. Their relationship had been cut off ever since, Commander and his wife must have deliberately pulled the Carlyns into their organizatio

revenge on the Sanders while

when they were stranded overseas. They exploited their hatred to seek so using Wisteria to infiltrate the Boltons.

Now that the Carlyns were no longer useful and had discovered the truth, their lives were expendable.

I felt a pang of regret for Yael.

But my thoughts quickly turned to Whitney. She had spent years by Taylor's side, and deep down, she might have developed feelings for him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have cried so bitterly the day she left. I glanced at her, worried. Her face was pale, but sensing my concern, she forced a faint smile. "What is it, Chloe?"

"Whitney, if Taylor is dead...

She gazed out the window at the blur of passing scenery, her voice distant. "If he's dead, then so be it. A man like him deserves it."

I looked at her calm yet indifferent face, unsure of what to say.

After all, we hadn't lived together for the past 20 years. I had no idea what her feelings toward Taylor truly

were.

"Alright, as long as you're not upset."

Lhadn't spent much time with Yael, so my feelings were only of regret and pity,

Besides, I was carrying a child now, I couldn't afford to et my emotions fluctuate too much.

But the thought of never seeing Amber's fiery temperain left a bittersweer aches

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Amber was gone, taken in such a cruel way.

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Those monstrous spouses had killed so many people. If anyone deserved retribution, it was them.

The car pulled up in front of the Sanders residence. Whitney thanked us and walked away at a steady, unhurried pace.

As the door closed, I sighed. "Whitney is calmer and more rational than I am. That's a good thing."

Too much emotional vulnerability would only make her fall into the enemy's traps.

Her detachment from Taylor might allow her to move forward and rebuild her life.

I waited until she stepped through the front door of the Sanders residence before preparing to leave. But just as she reached the threshold, her body suddenly crumpled to the ground without warning. The guards rushed toward her immediately.

"Whitney!"

Carter held me back. "Don't panic. I'll check on her."

He was out of the car in an instant. I told myself to stay calm, but it was hard to control my emotions.

After all, Whitney was my little sister.

I didn't dare run but quickened my steps to follow Carter.

Under the streetlights, Whitney lay motionless on the ground, blood staining her chest. Her face was as white as a sheet.

I was frantic. "She's so stubborn! She just said she didn't care. Get her to a hospital, quickly!"

She had only been pretending to be indifferent so I wouldn't worry.

Carter bent down and carefully lifted Whitney into his arms before placing her in the car. He glanced at me occasionally. "Chloe, you should head home first."

"Carter, I'm fine. I can't relax unless I stay to keep an eye on Whitney."

He gently laid Whitney across the back seat, then turned to reassure me with a trace of helplessness.

"If you feel unwell, tell me right away."

I rested a hand on my stomach and said softly, "Our child isn't that fragile."

Carter's child would never be weak.

He tightened his grip on my hand. "Don't worry, she'll be okay.

Okay, I replied.

When we arrived at the hospital. Whitney was rushed the emergency room immediately

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If something went wrong again, let alone finding a suitable donor, her current condition might not even allow for another surgery.

"Chloe, if you keep stressing yourself out like this, you'll need to go home immediately." Carter's tone left no room for negotiation.

To him, no one else's life mattered as much as mine.

Feeling helpless, I wrapped my arms around his waist. He held me tightly in return. "Don't be afraid. She'll be fine."

Perhaps God heard my prayers because soon enough, Whitney was transferred to a general ward.

Her heart was fine-thankfully, there was no major issue. Her bleeding had been caused by extreme emotional distress, which had disrupted her blood flow. She just needed to be monitored for a night before being discharged. Hearing the diagnosis, I finally let out a sigh of relief. As long as her heart was unharmed, that was all that mattered."

When I returned to the ward, Whitney was already awake.

Her naturally delicate fac

now looked deathly pale. She hesitated before speaking, "I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble again." again."

My heart ached to see her like this-so gentle and considerate even in her weakest moments.

I brushed my hand over her fragile face. "Don't say that. Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well?"

She lowered her head, her fingers gripping the bed sheets tightly. Tears she had been holding back finally spilled down her cheeks.

"I just... He was such a terrible person. He killed Ethan and Grandma. He ruined the Sanders family. But when I heard he'd died, I still felt sad. I didn't want to, but I couldn't control my emotions. I ..."

She clutched her head with both hands, visibly torn by the conflict inside her.

"Whitney, don't be so hard on yourself," I said, pulling her hands away and wrapping her in a tight

embrace.

"Don't do this to yourself. You're not wrong. Maybe it was just an accident, and if they were as cautious as we think, there's still a chance they survived."

Whitney gripped my clothes tightly, her voice faint. "If Commander and his wife were behind this, they wouldn't have left them a chance to live."

We both knew this to be true. Knowing they were gone should have brought relief, yet my chest felt unbearably heavy with sorrow.

For the first time, I wished they were alive.

Proud Amber, subdued Dominic, reserved Taylor, and nocent Yael.

Yael was only 20, just at the beginning of his life.

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I wanted to comfort Whitney, but when I opened my mouth, no words came.

Her voice trembled. "Why couldn't I just hug him when we said goodbye?"

Whitney looked into my eyes, her face filled with sorrow, though a bitter smile lingered on her lips.

"All he wanted was a hug, not my life. Why couldn't I give that to him?"

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