Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 2

Upon hearing the police officer's voice, I couldn't help but wonder if Luke would even feel a pang of sadness upon learning of my death.

Would he?

After more than twenty years together, could it really all be so easily forgotten?

Luke's face, always so composed, showed no sign of concern. He asked casually, "It's just a wedding dress?"

"Yes, for now it's just a wedding dress. But Ms. Sander might be in danger. We can't rule out the possibility of suicide. We discovered—"

Before the officer could finish, Luke abruptly interrupted. "I don't know who reported this, but I know Chloe very well. She wouldn't take her own life. She's pulled these stunts before. There's no need to waste police resources on her little rich-girl antics."

The officer was taken aback. We had only gotten married the day before, and Luke displayed no concern for my safety.

The officer tried to continue, but Luke had already ended the call.

I almost laughed—a bitter, self-deprecating laugh at the idea that Luke might still have feelings for me.

I was dead!

Even with the police involved, he still thought I was playing some trivial game!

Anna wrapped around Luke like a vine. "Luke, what if Chloe is truly in danger?"

Luke's brows knitted together. "On the phone yesterday, Chloe did sound weak and like she was asking for help."

"It could be that I tried on Chloe's wedding dress, and she was upset, so she threw it into the river. But we genuinely love each other. I've controlled my feelings and let you have her. What more could Chloe want?

"You hired the designer to work on that dress with my preferences in mind. Why should she be so petty about me trying it on? It's a million-dollar gown—how could she just toss it away! And now it's causing trouble at the police station. Isn't this deliberately embarrassing the Boltons?"

Luke's anxiety faded, replaced by his usual contempt for me.

A week ago, when I went to try on the wedding dress, I found Anna already wearing it. She had even altered the color and size to fit her.

I asked her to take it off. Before I could say anything harsh, my family chided me, saying it was just a dress. Letting my sister try it on was no big deal.

Anna, dressed in the wedding gown, clung to Luke, making it seem as if she was the genuine Mrs. Bolton, while I was just a mere backdrop.

My family's bias stemmed from when Anna fell into the river at age five. I jumped in to save her but couldn't.

I hit my head on a rock and lost consciousness. When I woke up, I found that the young heir of the Boltons had rescued me, while my sister had disappeared into the river.

That was how I ended up connected to Luke, growing up together as childhood friends.

When I turned eighteen, Luke's father, Adam Bolton, introduced his new wife into the family, and Anna came along with her. At that time, Luke was deeply annoyed with her.

Three years ago, at my engagement party, Anna suddenly regained her memory and claimed to be the lost fifth daughter of the Sanders.

While everyone was celebrating, Anna suddenly fell to her knees before me, clutching my gown and crying, "Chloe, why did you trick me and push me into the river back then?"

I was stunned, having no idea she was my lost sister.

I had never treated her poorly, whether as a sister or as a sister-in-law.