Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 515

Oh, for heaven's sake! With friends like these, who needs enemies?

The two worst baby-name pickers had joined forces, and they'd actually decided—Rocky for the boy, Susie for the girl.

Could they at least consult the parents before making these executive decisions?

Not that Carter seemed to care. Of course, he didn't—he hadn't even looked at the babies yet. How could he possibly care about their names?

"Let me see them," he rasped, his voice hoarse.

Zoey scoffed. "See them? Weren't you the one who said to take them away, that just looking at them made you sick? Do you even remember they're your children? Chloe gave her life to bring them into this world, and you refuse to so much as glance at them, let alone hold them!"

Her voice trembled as she spoke, "If you don't want them, fine. I'll raise them myself."

Carter's expression darkened. "When did I say I didn't want them?"

The words "don't want" caused Rocky, who was snuggled in Zoey's arms, to suddenly burst into tears.

Zoey quickly reassured him, her tone softening. "No, no, sweetie. Daddy wants you. How could Daddy not want you?"

With a glare, she all but shoved the baby into Carter's arms. "Be careful with him!"

Carter hesitated for a moment, then gingerly took the tiny boy into his arms. Rocky looked just like him—every feature was a perfect match.

During the ultrasound, we had only seen a rough outline. But now, I could see him clearly.

Some newborns came out all wrinkled, like little old men.

But Rocky's skin was smooth, soft, and free of jaundice. His eyes were open. Newborns weren't supposed to be able to see very far, but he stared straight at Carter as if sensing something familiar in his scent.

And just like that—he stopped crying. That mysterious, unspoken bond between father and son.

Carter's expression wavered. Lowering his head slightly, he murmured, "Chloe, do you see him? This is our son."

Zoey and Yael both froze. Then, simultaneously, they whipped their heads toward my direction.

"Chloe's here?!"

Carter ignored their shock. He focused only on the baby, his voice quiet and full of reverence. "This is your mother—the one who gave her life to bring you into this world."

The baby's gaze shifted. He was staring at me. Could he really see me? I leaned closer, reaching out to gently tap his cheek. "Baby, do you remember my voice? Mommy used to talk to you all the time when you were in my belly."

I hadn't expected a response. But then—Rocky smiled at me.

I gasped, turning to Carter in excitement. "Carl! He can see me!"

Carter reached out, brushing a hand over my hair. "Of course he can," he said softly. "You're his mother."

Joy surged through me. I dashed over to Yael. "Let me see Susie !"

Yael, oblivious to my words, only saw Carter staring at him with an eerily intense gaze.

To be fair, Carter did look terrifying—his white shirt was still stained with blood, his fever-ridden eyes were bloodshot, and with the mask covering half his face, his aura was downright menacing.

Yael visibly shrank. "Uh ... if you've got something to say, say it. Don't just stare at me. I'm getting kinda scared."

Carter, as my personal spokesperson, said coolly, "She wants to see the baby."

Yael blinked. "Chloe? Chloe's here?"

He waved his hand blindly through the air. Carter's voice turned sharp. "Don't touch her."

Yael pouted. "Geez, so stingy. Can't even let me touch the air?"

Carter snorted. "Put the baby on the bed."

Without further argument, Yael did as he was told. Carter gently placed Rocky beside his sister as well.