Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 443

Greg gripped the knife, his hand shaking uncontrollably. "Chloe, don't hold it against me. I admit we wronged you all these years and misunderstood you. But can you truly claim to be blameless? Why didn't you tell us the truth after you were reborn? You let Ethan and Jake die for nothing. I know you're taking revenge for the way we mistreated you. To show up so calmly at the Carlyn Residence, you must be working with them, right? If that's the case, then Ethan's death is on you!"

With those words, he thrust the dagger toward my chest.

Alright, so be it.

I had braced myself before coming here. If Dominic wanted to watch us tear each other apart, then I would strike back—for Whitney's sake.

So, he shared the same intent, leaving me with no reason to feel remorse.

I seized his wrist and drove my knee into his stomach. He was too weak to resist, and I effortlessly disarmed him.

Though my self-defense training was minimal, it was more than sufficient to handle someone like Greg, whose life had been riddled with indulgence.

At the Sanders, only Ethan and Jake showed any sign of growth. One was steadfast in maintaining the family business, while the other aspired to expand abroad.

Greg, on the other hand, was nothing more than a burden, draining the family's wealth on food, alcohol, motorbikes, antiques, and women.

Given his frail body and jittery state, he stood no chance against me.

As I kicked him to the ground, Kate crawled over to his side.

"Chloe, let him go! Even if he's useless, he's still your brother!"

This moment feels all too familiar—they show no remorse, yet in their eyes, I've returned as a vengeful spirit. To them, the downfall of the Sanders is entirely my doing.

How absurd. Whether Wisteria exists or not, they've always seen me as an adversary.

"Brother ... " I chuckled softly.

Kate only noticed me pushing Greg to the ground, conveniently ignoring the fact that he had just tried to kill me.

Or perhaps, in their minds, I'm still the same submissive Chloe, endlessly patient, incapable of sorrow, and willing to endure their very slight.

Right now, I can't help but long for Carter—he's the only one who would unwaveringly stand by my side, no matter the circumstances.

I'm not afraid to face the world as my enemy, but I can't bear the judgmental stares of those who raised me.

To them, I'm the embodiment of everything wrong, yet the truth is undeniable ... I'm the one who has suffered!

At that moment, a frail figure embraced me. "Chloe."

Whitney turned to Kate, her face full of confusion. "Mom, why do you see Chloe this way? She ... "

Whitney tried to defend me, but Josh cut her off harshly. "Anna, you've been gone too long to understand what's happened in the Sanders. Your brother's death could have been avoided. Chloe is undoubtedly working with those monsters at the Carlyns. Stay away from her—she might hurt you!"

"Shut up!" Penelope snapped, her voice brimming with fury. "Fool!"

It seemed like she had more to say, but only managed to spit out those words. The rise and fall of her chest made her anger unmistakable.

At that moment, the sound of clapping echoed in my ears.

A familiar woman's voice followed, dripping with mockery. "Bravo! It's truly entertaining to watch dogs turn on one another."

The moment I recognized the voice, my expression shifted dramatically. "Wisteria!"

From the shadows, a figure cloaked in black stepped forward.

She pulled back her hood, unveiling a pale, gaunt face. Compared to when I last saw her in Snowville a month ago, she had grown noticeably thinner. Her cheeks were hollow, and her entire appearance resembled a skeleton wrapped in skin.

The Sanders stared at her like she was a deranged, rabid animal. Kate, unable to contain her fury, lunged forward.

"It's you! You lying, treacherous woman!"

Her hands gripped Wisteria's sleeve, and her eyes burned with hatred. "We treated you like family! How could you betray us like this? You're nothing but a monster!"