Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 487

I couldn't bring myself to ask the doctor about the results. Instead, I grabbed a tissue and wiped the ultrasound gel from my stomach, quickly adjusting my shirt before heading out of the room.

Damian appeared in the hallway, his face full of regret. "Ma'am, Ms. Sander ... she's gone."

I stopped, barely whispering, "You mean she ... ran away?"

Damian stiffened under my gaze.

He wasn't a man who lied easily, though his honesty didn't make him any better at covering it up.

I walked toward him slowly, keeping my eyes locked on his. "Look down," I said, my voice hard.

Though I stood in flat shoes, he seemed like a giant towering over me.

Damian lowered his head, and I slapped him across the face. "Don't think you can fool me, Damian"

He mumbled a soft apology, eyes still cast down. "Sorry, ma'am."

I could never bring myself to strike Carter, but Damian? He was different. He had lied, and that was something I couldn't ignore.

If Carter hadn't been behind this, Whitney couldn't have escaped that easily.

They had all schemed behind my back.

"Chloe," Carter's voice drifted in from behind me.

I didn't even acknowledge him. Instead, I turned and went back into the ultrasound room, slamming the door shut, leaving Carter outside.

It was likely too late to chase Whitney. I suspected Carter had already arranged everything for her escape.

The doctor pushed her glasses up nervously and handed me the report. "Mrs. Bolton, here's your checkup result."

"Thank you."

I took the paper, and my heart stopped when I saw the words, "Intrauterine early pregnancy, twins."

Twins. I was pregnant with twins.

"Doctor, are you telling me I'm having twins?" My voice trembled, and before I realized what I was doing, I grabbed his hand, tears welling up uncontrollably.

"Yes, Mrs. Bolton. It's true. Not only are you having twins, but both babies are healthy. Their heartbeats and development look normal. If you and Mr. Bolton wish, you can return in a few weeks to find out the babies' genders."

The gender didn't matter. I had two healthy babies. That was enough for me.

More than enough for me.

Tears filled my eyes, and I couldn't stop them from falling.

The doctor quickly led me to a chair. "Mrs. Bolton, you need to stay calm. Your emotions can affect your pregnancy."

She handed me a tissue, urging me to wipe away my tears.

At that moment, Carter entered the room. Seeing me upset and the doctor offering comfort, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

He quickly stepped toward me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Don't cry. Whatever happens, we'll handle it together."

I looked up at him through blurred vision. "Carl, the baby ... "

The worry in his eyes deepened. "What happened? Is the baby okay?"

"It's ... it's twins," I stammered, my words barely coming out.

Carter's gaze shifted to the report in my hands. He gripped it tighter, his emotions clearly visible.

His usually composed face showed his shock. "We're having two?"

I nodded eagerly, tears streaming down my face. Without thinking, I reached out to him. "Yes, we're having twins."

"Chloe, you're incredible," he whispered.