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

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.

Just as she reached out to touch her, Chloe also faded away.

"No! Chloe, don't go!"

Anna jolted awake. The first thing she felt was the pain in her chest, the same sharp agony she remembered from her first heart surgery.

She had been given a new heart. Chloe's heart.

The realization hit her like a hammer, and tears burst forth.

Taylor immediately walked over. "How do you feel?"noveldrama

Anna lifted a trembling hand and slapped him across the face. "Taylor, you bastard!"

He didn't care about the slap. He was more concerned about her emotions. "Don't move. You just had surgery. You need to rest."

"Where is Chloe?"

He avoided the question. "Eat some food. Your body is too weak right now. Don't think about anything else."

"Is she dead?"

She already knew the answer. The heart in her chest was proof enough. Chloe had lost too much blood that night. There was no way she could have survived. But still, she clung to the faintest hope. swnovel

What if she wasn't really gone?

"Anna."

"Answer me!"

Taylor's voice was calm, but his words cut like a knife. "Yes. She's dead."

Tears poured down Anna's face. She yanked off the medical equipment attached to her body. "She's dead, and you expect me to keep living with her heart inside me?" swnovel

Taylor caught her wrist, gripping it tightly. "I don't care whether you want to live or not. But Chloe is

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this heart beating inside you. She will truly be gone if you throw your life away now." swnovel

He knew those words would break her. He knew that after hearing them, she wouldn't just live-she would cherish that heart more than anything.

"Taylor, why are you doing this to me? Even if I survive, I'll be living in hell!"

She buried her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

Taylor pulled her into his arms. "Anna, I'm sorry. Just think of it as the last gift Chloe left you. Please take care of it."

"I hate you! Taylor, you monster!"

His throat moved as he swallowed, his arms tightening around her. "Then live,

Anna. Live on. So you'll have the strength to hate me."

Anna, as long as you stay alive, I don't care if I burn in hell.