Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 511

It wasn't just one gunshot—it was several. What happened to Sergio?

I didn't want him to get hurt because of me.

But I couldn't even protect myself now. As wave after wave of pain surged through me, I used every ounce of strength in my body, desperately trying to deliver the babies.

After a few attempts, I was completely drained, barely clinging to life.

It hurts so much. I'm so tired.

I could feel a sticky, warm mess beneath me, though I couldn't tell if it was amniotic fluid or blood.

The elderly woman who had been called in to help with the delivery had fled to a safe spot as soon as she heard the gunshots.

On this island, shootings are common, and the locals instinctively prioritize their safety.

Who would risk their life delivering a baby for a bit of money?

I could understand her decision, but I could also feel my life slipping away with each passing moment.

I can die, but my children cannot.

If no one would help me deliver, then I would do it myself.

The thought of my babies gave me a flicker of strength. I gripped the edge of the bed tightly, summoning every ounce of power I had to push.

Dear, I haven't given up, so neither can you.

Daddy is almost here. We'll see him very soon.

Be good, and you must live. You have to.

I glanced down and saw a pool of bright red beneath me—I was hemorrhaging.

At that moment, I couldn't care about things like uterine prolapse or any other complications. I had only one thought in my mind: Even if it cost me my life, I have to bring these children into the world.

"Chloe, hold on! I'm almost there—two more minutes!" Carter's voice came through, filled with urgency and panic.

I could feel his desperation as if he wanted nothing more than to leap from the helicopter and be by my side instantly.

I wanted to respond to him, but even speaking felt like too much effort.

My body was drenched in sweat, my hair soaked, and I felt like I'd just been pulled out of a river.

I had no strength left. I wanted to give up so badly.

A desperate, hopeless thought flashed through my mind.

"Chloe! Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

Carter's voice yanked me back to reality. Weakly, I replied, "I ... I'm not doing well."

I kept pushing, making one last effort, but at the same time, I prepared myself for the worst.

"Carl, if something happens to me and the babies, and you can only save one ... save them."

Carter's voice came back sharp and firm. "No! I can agree to anything else you ask, even if it means I'll have no children in this life. But I will never give up on you!"

I gripped the edge of the bed tightly as waves of sweat rolled down my body. My strength was fading fast.

"Carl, promise me, please? I just want the babies to live ... "

Zoey's choked sobs cut through. "Chloe, don't be silly! You'll be fine, and so will the babies. You're not allowed to give up!"

"I'm saying if ... I really can't make it ...

How could I have forgotten Carter, the man who loves me so deeply?

Alright, I won't close them. I'll wait for you.

But I'm so exhausted, too tired to even utter a single word.

Carl, is that you?