Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 418

I could sense Taylor's attitude toward Whitney had shifted. At first, his need to control her was overwhelming—he even brought other women to events right in front of her.

But now, he seemed intent on winning her over, even going so far as to propose marriage.

Given the feud between the Carlyns and the Sanders, Taylor's decision to marry Whitney signaled that he had let go of his hatred for her family. He wanted to build a home with her, to treat her as a cherished wife.

I wondered what had happened between them to cause such a drastic change.

However, Taylor pushed Whitney away upon hearing her words.

"All you care about is your family. What about me? After all these years, do you really not like me at all?"

Whitney's silence said it all.

She probably wanted to snap at him but chose not to waste her energy lying anymore.

The wind rustled through the leaves.

My heart raced. I was terrified Taylor might lash out at Whitney and was ready to intervene at any moment.

Suppressing his anger, Taylor eventually left without touching her.

Whitney caught his sleeve. "That's poison. I beg you, give me the antidote, please?"

When he shook her off, she knelt down and groveled before him. It was heartbreaking to see her do that so naturally.

"Taylor, Chloe has suffered enough. Please, I'm begging you—I'll do anything you want, just let her go."

Unable to bear it any longer, I rushed out and threw my arms around Whitney.

Her tearful eyes met mine. "Chloe."

I pulled her to her feet with all my strength.

Noticing the concern and guilt in my eyes, Whitney offered a gentle smile. "Chloe, it's okay."

While she spoke, Taylor quietly slipped away.

I shook my head at Whitney. She didn't have to do this for me.

Whitney, however, seemed indifferent. "Chloe, what you see as degrading, I've long since grown used to it. It doesn't bother me anymore. If I can get the antidote, it's worth it."

Her casual tone only made my heart ache more. At least I had a joyful childhood. What had her life been like?

Unable to speak, I held her tightly.

Whitney, instead, comforted me. "Chloe, the worst is over. Right now, this is the happiest I've been since I was five. I'm glad that I get to see you and hug you."

These monsters—what had they done to my sister?

"Chloe." Yael's cheerful voice rang out. "I've sent the items you asked for."

He approached but paused upon seeing the tears in my eyes. His expression darkened instantly as he asked, "Who bullied you?"

His gaze snapped to Whitney dangerously.

Whitney coolly replied, "Who else but you? Give Chloe the antidote!"

"Whitney, if I give her the antidote, Chloe will leave me."

"Keeping her sick will only harm her."

"No, it won't. I know what I'm doing. I care about her too much to hurt her—you can trust me."

Yael suddenly took my hand again. "Chloe, I just checked the kitchen. Today's meal is quite extravagant. I'm sorry for all the times you've gone hungry with me. I promise to take better care of you."

I pulled my hand away. Unbothered, he fetched a plate of fruit and presented it with a fawning smile. "Dinner will be ready soon, but you should eat something light first."

I glanced at the fruit suspiciously and he quickly gestured, "There's no poison in it! Look, I'll eat first."

Only after watching him take a bite without issue did I share the fruit with Whitney. Her appetite was minuscule—whether it was fruit or the meal later, she barely ate.

During dinner, Taylor kept serving her meat, which she quietly set aside.

Noticing her preference, I filled her plate with vegetables, which she reluctantly ate.

Afterward, I received a photo from Carter.

The table in the picture was piled with trinkets I had made.

My wish?