Even after Her Death (Chloe and Luke) novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222 Darling, Keep Going 

843%2 

*5 Free Cons 

In the past, Bill and the Wilchers only crossed paths once a year during holidays. To him, they were strangers aside from their insatiable greed. 

Over time, he paid little attention to his wife and remained completely unaware of the mistreatment Philippa endured. 

Now, I shattered the illusion of family bonds and struck a nerve with Bill. How could he possibly let it slide so easily? 

Seeing his rising anger, Harper immediately softened his stance and reprimanded his wife, “What a disgrace. Go back inside and take it off right now!” 

When she returned, dressed in her own clothes, Bill wasted no time and ordered them to leave the house. 

Linette hesitated, clearly unwilling to leave. Bill glanced at the rest of the group and declared, “You’re disturbing my wife’s rest. I need you all to go.” 

For years, he had endured these freeloaders out of respect for my mom. He despised those who around with hands outstretched, so his patience had always been thin. 

The Wilchers never expected his demeanor to shift so drastically after just a few words from me. 

only came 

Desperation filled Benjamin’s eyes as he turned to Philippa. “Philippa, say something. We’re family. Even if there’s a fracture, the bond still holds.” 

However, my mom has been struggling with severe morning sickness lately. Perhaps, after all these years, her trust in them had already faded away. 

From beginning to end, she stayed curled up on the couch, remaining completely silent. 

When Benjamin finally spoke to her, she replied coolly, “You can all leave. Zoey will take care of me.” 

“Fine! You’re the real family, we are not. Let’s go,” he muttered, attempting to smooth things over. 

Benjamin always resorted to this tactic to pressure Philippa. I had no doubt his next step would be dragging Granny into it, using her as leverage to force compliance. 

For two decades, his approach had always been straightforward and ruthless. 

Sadly, this tactic worked all too well on Philippa. 

But not this time. He’s bound to be let down because I understand what truly matters to my mom. 

As Benjamin and his family left, Carter’s team reached out to Granny in secret. If they could free her from that oppressive cage, Philippa would finally be free to get a divorce without hesitation. 

Benjamin was unaware that his house had been robbed by the time he came back. 

Once the Wilchers departed, Bill observed that Philippa appeared unwell, a flicker of worry crossing his face. 

1/4 

20:56 Mon, Dec 23 GO 

Chapter 222 Darling, Keep Going 

“Are you feeling sick?” 

Philippa hunched over, too weak to respond, her stomach in great discomfort. 

Bill didn’t lack affection for my mom, he simply didn’t know how to express it. 

843% 

#5 Free Cons 

Used to the flattery of women like Monica, he had a falling out with Philippa during his younger years. Ast 

a result, he remained distant and never learned how to show care for women. 

He reached out and placed his hand on Philippa’s forehead. “Was it this painful when you were carrying Zoey?” 

Philippa continued to ignore him. When she first discovered she was pregnant, she had considered. accepting her fate and trying to live a good life with Bill 

She thought of letting go of herself and also letting go of Nicholas. 

But just as she made up her mind, she learned of Monica’s pregnancy, and that shattered any remaining hope she had. 

She stared at Bill with cold eyes and pushed him toward Monica. 

How could Bill understand the discomfort she felt during her pregnancy? Only now did he realize that for the past 20 years, he had been too busy arguing with Philippa, never truly seeing her as a woman with her own fragility. 

The maid standing nearby spoke up, “Pregnancy is hard on women. In the first few months, the symptoms are so severe that even blood can be vomited. The later stages are even harder, with sleep almost impossible. Mrs. Gardner isn’t doing well either, throwing up everything she eats, even just water. Normally, I wouldn’t say much as an outsider, but pregnant women need peace. Mrs. Gardner’s family has shown no care, constantly disturbing her rest. 

Bill’s face was filled with guilt and regret. “I’m so sorry. Darling. Let me take you to rest.” 

He bent down and tried to lift Philippa, but she reached up and patted his chest. “Let go, what are you doing? The baby is still here.” 

“Stay still, you may feel sick again soon.” 

He lifted Philippa and carried her upstairs. 

I watched him go, letting out a helpless sigh. 

If only he had understood sooner, my mom wouldn’t have ended up in this state with him today. 

But sadly, there’s no remedy for regret in life. We can’t undo what’s been done. All we can do is keep moving forward. 

Once we were back in the room, Carter had already finished washing up and was sitting on the bed, absorbed in a book. 

I took care of myself as well and slipped into my pajamas. He closed the book and subtly tugged at the edge of the blanket, the invitation clear. 

2/4 

20:56 Mon, Dec 23 

Chapter 222 Darling, Keep Going 

Last night, our intimacy happened after a few drinks, but this sober moment felt like a first. 

943%2 

+5 Free Coins 

I hesitated and gently shifted to the edge of the bed, removing my shoes before slowly crawling toward 

him. 

Noticing my uncertainty, he asked softly, “Would you like the lights off?” 

I understood the meaning behind turning off the lights, and with a soft whisper, I responded, “Yes.” 

Although my time with Carter in this life has been short, we’ve known each other for many years. Over time, I’ve come to understand his thoughts, and my affection for him has deepened with each passing day. 

I’m only a little shy when it comes to things like this, but I don’t push them away. 

Carter is a thoughtful husband, always showing me respect in every way. 

Once the lights were off, I lay still, my heart racing in the darkness. 

I felt nervous, yet there was a quiet sense of anticipation lingering inside me. 

“Darling, his voice was soft, carrying a touch of allure. 

That one word made my heart flutter. 

“Do you want to do it?” he asked gently, without making a move. 

Thankfully, in the dark, he couldn’t see the flush spreading across my face. 

I whispered, “How about… you?” 

He, unbothered by shyness, replied plainly, “I want to 

I could sense his intentions. Carter wanted me to make the first move.