Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 572

Anna tried to fight back, but in that moment, she truly understood just how vast the difference in strength was between a man and a woman.

Taylor was rough with her, and she tried to struggle. "Taylor, let me go!"

"Taylor, please ... "

"No! Don't do this."

He leaned in closer and whispered into her ear, "Anna, just be a good girl."

Tears rolled down Anna's face; she couldn't bring herself to respond.

Though she was thankful for the protection Taylor had given her all these years, that gratitude was never love.

Some lines, once crossed, can't be undone. Taylor didn't want Anna to continue living like a lifeless shell.

He wanted to reignite her spirit, even if it meant becoming the person she hated the most.

Without the will to live, a person becomes nothing more than a hollow shell.

From that night forward, Taylor stayed with Anna every single evening.

Anna's revulsion deepened with each passing day. She began to dread nightfall, flinching at the sound of his footsteps.

"Taylor, don't come near me ... "

Taylor said nothing. He just undressed in silence, loosened his tie, and walked toward her.

There was no warmth, no desire; it was cold, methodical, as if he were performing an orderly chore.

Real intimacy must be mutual. When it was just one-sided like this, how could it not be considered a form of abuse?

He hoped to shift Anna's focus away from the Sanders and, in truth, wanted her to conceive.

He believed a child would give her something to live for, something to pull her out of her numb, hollow existence.

When it was over, he gently carried her to clean up.

As he gently washed her, he felt a pang of guilt at the sight of bruises on her wrists and ankles.

Unable to hold it in, he brushed her cheek and asked softly, "There's a fair going on. Want to go check it out?"

Anna's lashes fluttered, just enough to betray what she was thinking.

She had been trapped inside for so long, she'd lost track of time.

Just stepping outside for some air would be a relief, and if she could somehow reach the Sander residence, even better.

Taylor helped her into a nightgown. "Be good and get some rest. Tomorrow, I'll take you out. I've got some time off. Why don't we stay the night out?"

Anna gave a faint nod at last.

The next day, she got dressed, fully aware of the tracker hidden on her and that Taylor was watching her every move.