Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 565

Taylor hadn't expected her to wake up at this moment. "Anna, don't look."

The surgery hadn't started yet, but Anna desperately wanted to save Chloe. She gripped the edge of the operating table, trying to get up again and again, only to collapse every time.

Wisteria approached her, gloating. "Oh my, you look absolutely miserable. Should I say something to make it even worse?"

"Your identity has been so useful. I pretended to be you and fooled your entire family like many idiots. Chloe's fiancé abandoned her at the wedding, and now she's about to die on her wedding night. Well, technically, she's not completely dead yet. Her heart is about to be placed inside your body."

"Shut up!" Taylor snapped coldly.

That was when Anna finally understood his plan. But why? Why Chloe? No!

She would rather die than take Chloe's heart.

Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded with him. "Taylor, I don't want her heart. Please, I'm begging you, save her instead! Take my life instead, okay?"

On the operating table, blood poured from Chloe's body. She lay motionless, unconscious.

Taylor gently cupped Anna's face with his gloved hand. "Don't cry."

"Taylor, please. Let me die. Let her live."

"How touching." Wisteria sneered. "But in her eyes, Anna is the most wicked woman alive. You stole her fiancé, ruined her life, and now, you're sending her straight to hell."

Anna shook her head violently. "What are you going to do to her?"

Taylor grabbed a syringe and injected anesthesia into her arm. Anna sobbed, struggling weakly. "No. No."

But the overwhelming drowsiness swallowed her, and her world faded into darkness.

She had a dream. In it, she was back in Sanders's courtyard. Someone gently pushed her onto the swing while another painted on a canvas nearby.

The sky was clear, an endless stretch of blue. A soft breeze rustled the leaves, and their mother sat under the veranda, admiring her freshly done nails.

Her father arrives with Ethan, who looks downcast as if he has just been scolded.

"Dad! Ethan!"

She jumped off the swing, her red dress fluttering as she ran toward them. Her father caught her in his arms.

"Slow down, little princess, or you'll fall."

But the moment she embraced him, his body vanished into thin air. She turned around. Ethan and Greg both disappeared, too.

"Chloe!"

Chloe smiled at her sweetly, still holding her paintbrush.