Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 432

Taylor slowly descended the stairs, leaving the Sanders confused. Josh asked, "Mr. Carlyn, what are you doing here?"

Given his friendship with Jake and their involvement here today, the situation became clear.

"It's you! You killed my sons and brought us here!"

Josh glared at Taylor before turning to me. "Chloe, we've always treated you well. Even if we neglected you in the past years, it was understandable because we were influenced by others. Do you hate us so much that you'd join forces with outsiders to hurt your brothers?"

I expected them to be upset over my death, but instead, it seemed like my death was just a joke to them.

They felt no joy at my rebirth. Instead, they blamed me for everything.

They blamed me for hiding my depression and for the Sanders' downfall!

Anger bubbled inside me as I clenched my fists. How could such foolish people exist in this world?

They refused to face their mistakes, choosing to paint me as the villain to ease their guilt.

Carter sensed my frustration and pulled me into his arms, comforting me. "Chloe, it's okay. You have me. Don't let these people upset you."

Though Whitney didn't fully understand the situation, she stood up to defend me.

"Dad, how could you think that of Chloe? Why would she want to harm you?"

Josh snapped, "If it weren't for her and the Carlyns, how did we end up in this mess? Anna, you don't know what we've been through. I haven't slept in days. Every little noise made me think I was going to die."

Taylor sneered. "The Sanders have lived comfortably for so long. How can you not endure a few hard days? Mr. Sander, your life must be truly precious."

"Taylor, we have no grudges. Why do you want to hurt us? When Jake was alive, he treated you like a brother. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"No grudges?"

Taylor walked toward Josh with a dark look. "If it weren't for your mother, my grandparents wouldn't have died. My father wouldn't have suffered his entire life. Do you know who pretended to be your daughter? She's the granddaughter of my grandfather's brother, the one killed by that old woman!"

Josh finally understood the truth. "The Carlyns! I should have known!"

But with so many people surnamed Carlyn, they hadn't made the connection sooner.

I crossed my arms and coldly asked, "So, did the Sanders truly commit sins?"

Josh denied it. "Those are the grudges of the older generation. How would I know?"

"It's fine if you don't know. My grandparents, along with Wisteria's, were killed. Your family not only took their lives but also bankrupted ours and forced us to leave our homeland. You stepped over the Carlyns to rise. All these years, we've lived in constant fear. Even the surviving elders have lived in sorrow, without a single day of peace. You destroyed a family. How can you say you didn't know? Fine, I'll make sure you remember!"

For the first time, I saw true rage in Taylor's eyes as he raised a dagger, ready to strike Josh.

Whitney rushed forward, wrapping her arms around him. "Taylor, don't hurt them."

Her words pierced through his fury, grounding him.

"You invited them to the wedding, didn't you?" she asked softly, tears glistening in her eyes.

I had underestimated Taylor's feelings for her. This man, who had harbored so much hatred, had momentarily set it aside and gone to great lengths to bring the Sanders here—just so they could witness her wedding.

Josh looked bewildered. "Wedding? Whose wedding?"

Taylor stood tall, pulling Whitney into his arms. "Mine and your daughter's, dear father-in-law."

"Y-you two ... " Josh stammered before collapsing, overwhelmed by the strain and shock.

"Dad!"