Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 488

The paper still bore traces of dried tears, smudging certain words, which my own tears then moistened further.

"Don't cry. Your children can feel your emotions clearly now. When you're sad, they will be sad with you."

I lay in Carter's arms, my tears soaking his clothes.

I had never cried so much before, but since my rebirth, tears seemed beyond my control.

I despised the futility of my rebirth. As a ghost, I could not turn into a vengeful spirit to seek revenge on my enemies. Now, reborn, I possessed none of the powers characters in novels did.

Instead, I faced countless hidden enemies who had plotted against me for years, waiting in the shadows for any sign of weakness to strike and tear me apart.

"Carl, I'm powerless. All I can do is watch helplessly as Whitney falls into danger."

Carter stroked my head reassuringly. "Chloe, we're not gods, but even gods have their limitations. We can't save everyone. Living our own lives well is already an achievement. Your sister and I had a long talk."

I looked up at him, curious. "What did you talk about?"

"She shared her thoughts. Her current life is akin to a mortal aspiring for immortality, only to find that it's not as envisioned. She doesn't seek immortality; she simply wishes to return to the mortal world. Taylor protected her for 20 years; now, she wishes to protect him in return.

"Even if we tie up those around her, we can't bind her heart. She wants me to tell you that, whatever happens, she won't regret her decision.

"Her greatest regret is leaving Taylor on Rosbel Island. If their fate turns tragic this time, she's prepared to die with him. Living without him is too bitter."

These words brought forth more tears from me. I saw glimpses of scenes unfold before me—a person traversing many places, from dawn till dusk.

From the lush bloom of spring to the snowy stillness of winter.

Day by day, year by year.

Until white hair crowns the end, willingly embracing death.

I murmured, "Yes, living alone truly is too hard."

We cannot decide the lives of others; all we can do is take charge of our own and live fully in the present—that is where happiness lies.

Carter kissed the top of my head deeply. "Whitney has a bug, a tracker, and some life-saving tools on her. I've stationed mercenaries nearby to protect her. However, to avoid detection, they have to keep some distance and can't guarantee her safety one hundred percent."

He was not sugarcoating it. If every undercover mission went flawlessly, there would not be so many heroes who sacrificed everything.

"When the time comes, Whitney will release certain information, and we'll work together to help Taylor make his mission less difficult."

I bowed my head, my voice soft, "I understand."

Whether it was Taylor or Whitney, all we could do was offer support. Their fate ultimately rested in their hands. However, she was not up against ordinary, foolish enemies—she was facing the elite of the organization.

Luther was nothing like the Carlyns. He was likely someone at the core of the group's power. Even Taylor had not seen him, which meant his status was higher than the Carlyns.

A man like that was exceptionally dangerous.