Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 531

This didn't surprise me. He had mentioned it long ago after witnessing my severe postpartum hemorrhage. He swore he would never let me endure the pain of childbirth again.

That was fine. We already had Everett and Everly. There were no regrets left.

I placed the document back where I found it, pretending I had never discovered this secret.

The wedding dress had been altered multiple times.

I was even thinner now than before giving birth. No matter how much I tried to recover in the past few months—whether physically or in terms of energy—I could never return to how I used to be.

For a long time, I was actually terrified of seeing wedding dresses. Even gowns with trailing skirts that resembled them made me anxious.

From Wisteria's endless schemes to the night I was stabbed, wedding dresses were never white in my eyes—they were stained crimson with blood.

Before me lay two options. One was white and one was red.

The white gown had been prepared over a year ago, while the red one was newly custom-made.

He wanted to make up for the regrets of our past lives by holding two weddings with different styles.

When I stepped out wearing the white wedding dress, the staff couldn't help but praise me. "Mrs. Bolton, I'm not exaggerating when I say you're the most beautiful bride I've ever seen."

I looked at the massive floor-to-ceiling mirror, seeing my own reflection.

With the makeup, I no longer appeared pale or sickly. If anything, my features seemed even more refined than before.

The red beauty mark at the center of my brow accentuated my ethereal appearance, and I barely recognized myself.

The dress wasn't adorned with intricate embellishments but was instead incredibly light and airy, with a delicate texture that resembled falling petals. The hem was slightly tangled.

Before the staff could adjust it for me, a familiar voice spoke. "I got it."

Luke knelt down and patiently straightened the gown for me.

When he stood up, his eyes were slightly red.

I remembered the day I tried on my dress in my past life when Wisteria had worn my wedding gown. When I protested, the Sanders ganged up against me, accusing me of making a big deal out of nothing. In the end, Josh even slapped me.

Luke had wrapped an arm around Wisteria's shoulders, comforting her, while I, the true bride, had been reduced to a mere spectator.

This time, he could only stand by and witness my happiness from afar.

Carter had also changed into his suit. Then, he walked toward me while holding a bouquet.

When he reached me, he knelt on one knee with a ring in his hand. "Chloe, will you marry me?" he asked affectionately.

I covered my mouth as I was stunned by the unexpected gesture.

After all, we had already signed the marriage certificate and we even had children together.

"Say yes! Say yes!"

Zoey's voice rang out. I turned to see our family and friends gathered in every fitting room, watching us.

The sudden ceremony caught me off guard, making me a little shy.

Memories from both lives flooded my mind. He had once told me that when he returned victorious, he would marry me.

I died before I could ever see him again.

Tears welled in my eyes instantly. "Yes, I do," I said.

The next moment, we held each other in a tight embrace, under the gaze of our loved ones.

"We've been together for so long. It's fine if you don't do this," I murmured.