Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 436

I sent a message to Carter, asking him what was going on.

He was still on a call and didn't reply to me immediately.

Whitney sat with her hands resting on her knees, her face devoid of the happiness one would expect from a bride.

On the other hand, Zoey was toying with Whitney's bouquet. Her excitement evident as this was her first time riding in a wedding car.

Only I was anxious and uneasy, waiting for Carter's response.

A few minutes later, he called me back. "Chloe, Wisteria has appeared."

"Where is she?"

"She just got off the plane. My people received her entry notification. She's still at the airport, and I've already sent someone there."

Wisteria was the one responsible for my death. In the past, it was all about family vengeance, but now, having lost her child and her lover, she harbors hatred for everyone.

The situation is clear now: even if the Bolton twins are still alive, I bear no grievances with them.

Amber tried to kill me in exchange for her own life. Now, not only can she not harm me, but she doesn't have the strength to try.

The Carlyn brothers had no intention of targeting me, leaving Wisteria's father and his daughter as my biggest threats.

The Carlyn father and daughter didn't know about my rebirth. Only Amber and her two children were aware, but they hadn't disclosed it to the Carlyns.

Carter had always regarded her as a major threat. As long as she is eliminated, the greatest danger to me will also be gone.

Earlier, I had subtly inquired with Yael. Back in Snowville, she had already severed ties with Taylor. Not only us, but even the Carlyn brothers had no idea of her whereabouts.

Now that she's shown up in Jaford today, it's incredibly suspicious.

"Where is she heading?"

"Judging by the direction, it's likely heading to the wedding venue. Chloe, don't worry. I won't let her get away. You stay with Whitney, and I'll join the wedding later."

Carter intended to handle this personally.

"Carl, be careful."

"Okay."

He hung up, and I turned to look out at the scenery outside the window.

The flowers in Jaford were not only abundant in variety but seemed to compete with each other like a floral pageant, each striving to outshine the rest.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, they swayed gracefully.

Since my misfortune began with Wisteria, today, it should all end with her—at Whitney's wedding.

Just then, my phone buzzed with a call from an unknown number. I answered it, and Taylor's anxious voice came through.

"Chloe, the person I arranged has been replaced. The driver of the main wedding car isn't my man. Carter and I are both being held up, and Yael is already on his way. No matter what, you must find a way to stop the car!"

Without any warning, he blurted this out like a thunderclap over my head.

There was no time to berate him for this mess, nor would I doubt his love for Whitney or think he'd joke with me at a time like this.

I tried my best to appear calm and said, "Okay, I understand. Carl, come over when you're done."

There were 16 cars trailing behind the main wedding car, originally arranged by Taylor to protect us.

But now he was telling me that none of the 80 people in those cars were his!

This was absurd—something straight out of a fantasy novel.

Whitney and Zoey were completely oblivious to all of this. I was wearing a simple white cocktail dress. Thankfully, ever since Yael took me away, I had been wearing a thigh holster with a dagger Carter had given me.

The driver was steering the car, but his gaze kept flicking toward us in the rearview mirror.

The moment my eyes met his, my heart clenched tightly.

It was the gaze of an executioner—cold and unfeeling.

It was different from Carter's innate, aloof arrogance. This man exuded the same frigid ruthlessness as Silas, someone with a heart as hard as stone.

Even though there was no killing intent in his gaze right now, I was certain that if he decided to take a life, he wouldn't even blink.

Who could it be?

Who had the power to replace Taylor's men so thoroughly?

Could it be Amber?

No, if she had wanted me dead, she could have had her bodyguards kill me that night. Whitney wouldn't have survived this long either.

Wisteria was still at the airport. Could it be the infamous Wisteria's father?

No matter who it was, my mind raced furiously.