Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 485

Not long ago, when Sergio left, he seemed perfectly fine. He'd mentioned having another patient in the afternoon, so why was he suddenly at the hospital?

If he were injured, he wouldn't have driven himself.

"Turn around," I instructed. "Follow that Cayenne and see where it goes."

"Yes, ma'am," the driver replied.

We trailed a few cars behind as Sergio's vehicle pulled into the hospital parking lot.

Following any further would risk being noticed. I glanced at the driver. "Can you get out and tail him on foot? Find out where he's heading."

"On it, ma'am."

Whitney piped up, "I'll take the wheel, Chloe."

"Alright."

As she took the wheel, Whitney gave me a concerned look. "Are you exhausted?"

"A bit," I admitted. "I didn't get a nap today. I've been feeling more and more drowsy lately."

"Close your eyes for a bit. I'll wake you when we get there."

I leaned against the seat and drifted off before I even realized it.

When I woke, I felt a gentle touch brushing against my cheek. Groggily, I murmured, "Carl?"

Carter bent down and lifted me effortlessly into his arms. "You've had a long day."

Lately, I'd been doing better—less nausea, more energy—but I still felt perpetually sleepy, like I'd taken a sedative.

Breathing in the familiar scent of him, I buried my face in his chest without bothering to open my eyes.

Soon, I felt myself laid on a bed. Carter pulled the blanket over me, his movements careful, and let me rest a little longer before I finally roused myself.

When I sat up, I spotted him a short distance away, seated at a desk with his laptop open, quietly working through emails.

Slipping off the bed, I tiptoed to him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders from behind, nuzzling against his neck. "Carl, you're home early today."

He reached up, drawing me into his lap. "I missed you and our baby."

I was reminded of Alisa's checkup earlier. "Any news from Alisa?"

He sighed. "Yes. Taylor ran the tests. Turns out her embryo isn't developing properly. It might be due to the medication that night or poor sperm quality. There's a high chance she'll miscarry, and she's been secretly seeking treatment without telling us."

"Is there anything suspicious about her beyond this pregnancy?"

"It's hard to say for sure. The Hudson family is still in Jaford, so we can't get samples quickly enough for a paternity test. Whether she's truly one of them or not, we'll stay cautious. If she's connected to the organization, it might lead us to whoever's behind her."

I nodded, meeting Carter's steady gaze. "At least we know one thing for sure. Our child is a threat to her. If she's tied to the organization, she'll make a move eventually. We have to stay vigilant, especially with Jeffrey. He's an easy target."

Carter's expression tightened. "Your focus should be on staying healthy and taking care of the baby. Leave the rest to me. And make sure Joey keeps an eye on that psychiatrist."

"Has there been any progress?" I asked.

"He had a short meeting with the deputy director before he left. I did some digging—turns out, the deputy was one of his professors back in college. But why are you suddenly so interested in him? Didn't he help you uncover that Wisteria faked her death?"

Carter's question hung in the air, and I took a moment before responding. "It's not that I suspect him. Earlier, just before Whitney's session ended, he mentioned having a patient in the afternoon. But later, he showed up at the hospital instead. So, I asked someone to check it out. If there's a problem, we'll catch it early. And if he's in trouble, I want to help. It's the least I can do to repay him for what he's done."

Carter gave a curt nod, his approval clear.

In the days that followed, I accompanied Whitney to her therapy sessions.

Sergio hadn't changed much, apart from the growing pile of comic books on his desk. His office was starting to feel more like a library than a clinic.

Whitney, too, was changing. Slowly, she began to drop her guard and work with him. The progress was subtle but steady, like sunlight breaking through a clouded sky.

Even so, I'd catch her drifting off into thought, her mind undoubtedly circling back to Taylor.