Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 518

In a panic, I was pulled back into my body. This body didn't want to leave the world in such a manner. That's why it had clung to life for months.

My soul had been inhabiting this body for a year now; we had begun to merge. When Everett fell, the maternal instincts of both the body and my soul kicked in simultaneously, and we fused once more.

I touched my face. I was finally back! After months of wandering as a spirit, I had come home.

Eager to find Carter, I removed the medical tubes and instruments connected to me. My mind was filled with images of him and our two sweet children. Overcome with excitement, I tried to get out of bed, but my legs gave out, and I fell onto the carpet. Then I remembered how long I had been asleep—it was normal that my legs had no strength yet.

Although Carter had been cleaning my body and face daily, it had still been months since I'd had an actual bath. Now that I was no longer a soul, but back in my physical body, I wanted to be clean and fresh when I saw my children again.

Bathing caused quite a stir. I was in a top-tier hospital room reserved for the direct descendants of the Boltons. The décor and amenities rivaled our home's luxury. To prevent bedsores, Carter occasionally arranged baths for me. Because the bathroom was soundproof, the nurses had no idea I was in there while chaos erupted outside.

As I soaked in the tub, massaging my legs, Carter was probably imagining my burial site. By the time I finished, his world had collapsed. He likely thought he had to choose a prime spot for my final rest.

When I opened the bathroom door, I saw Carter kneeling on the floor.

I called out to him, "Carl."

He looked at me, his eyes still raw and red.

Before I could react, he rushed at me like a whirlwind and pulled me into a crushing embrace. The familiar scent filled my nose.

Although I had been by his side as a spirit, I couldn't feel his warmth or smell his scent then. Now, feeling his presence so vividly, I was filled with an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

"Chloe, my Chloe ... " he murmured.

I had no idea I had created such an uproar. I assumed he was just overjoyed to have me back.

His hands tightened around my waist. Though it hurt slightly, we were both crying tears of happiness. The pain reminded me that I was alive, that I was a person.

"Carl, I'm back."

During that difficult birth, I was covered in blood, too weak to say goodbye. Thankfully, fate gave me another chance.

His hot tears streamed down my neck. When I looked up, I saw Carter lose his composure like never before.

It broke my heart and made it ache for him.

"Carl, I'm sorry for worrying you again."

"It's okay. You're back. That's all that matters," he kept repeating.