Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 511 Save Them It wasn't just one gunshot-it was several. What happened to Sergio? I didn't want him to get hurt because of me.

But I couldn't even protect myself now. As wave after wave of pain surged through me, I used every ounce of strength in my body, desperately trying to deliver the babies.

After a few attempts, I was completely drained, barely clinging to life.

It hurts so much. I'm so tired.

I could feel a sticky, warm mess beneath me, though I couldn't tell if it was amniotic fluid or blood.

The elderly woman who had been called in to help with the delivery had fled to a safe spot as soon as she heard the gunshots.

On this island, shootings are common, and the locals instinctively prioritize their safety.

Who would risk their life delivering a baby for a bit of money? I could understand her decision, but I could also feel my life slipping away with each passing moment.

I can die, but my children cannot.

If no one would helpdeliver, then I would do it myself.

The thought of my babies gavea flicker of strength. I gripped the edge of the bed tightly, summoning every ounce of power I had to push.

Dear, I haven't given up, so neither can you.

Daddy is almost here. We'll see him very soon.

Be good, and you must live. You have to.

I glanced down and saw a pool of bright red beneathI was hemorrhaging.

At that moment, I couldn't care about things like uterine prolapse or any other complications. I had only one thought in my mind: Even if it costmy life, I have to bring these children into the world.

"Chloe, hold on! I'm almost there-two more minutes!" Carter's voice cthrough, filled with urgency and panic.

I could feel his desperation as if he wanted nothing more than to leap from the helicopter and be by my side instantly.

I wanted to respond to him, but even speaking felt like too much effort.

My body was drenched in sweat, my hair soaked, and I felt like I'd just been pulled out of a river.

I had no strength left. I wanted to give up so badly.

A desperate, hopeless thought flashed through my mind.

"Chloe! Are you okay? Can you hear me?" Carter's voice yankedback to reality. Weakly, I replied, "I ... I'm not doing well." I kept pushing, making one last effort, but at the stime, I prepared myself for the worst.

"Carl, if something happens toand the babies, and you can only save one... save them." Carter's voice cback sharp and firm. "No! I can agree to anything else you ask, even if it means I'll have no children in this life. But I will never give up on you!" I gripped the edge of the bed tightly as waves of sweat rolled down my body. My strength was fading fast. "Carl, promise me, please? I just want the babies to live..." Zoey's choked sobs cut through. "Chloe, don't be silly! You'll be fine, and so will the babies. You're not allowed to give up!" "I'm saying if ... I really can't make it ...

"Carl, I've tried my best." I didn't know whether sweat or tears were blurring my vision, but droplets So from t corners of my eyes, soaking into the already-drenched sheets beneath me.

"I know, Chloe. I know everything. Do you hear the sound of the helicopter?" My thoughts felt like they were drifting further and further away could hear the faint sound of the rotors, but maybe it was just my imagination.

Images of the past flickered through my mind like a montage.

And then it all cback to me-everything.

How could I have forgotten Carter, the man who lovesso deeply? "Carl, we finally have our baby, but I feel like can't hold on to them anymore. I've lost so much blood...

I'm So tired. I feel like I'm dying." "Don't sleep, Chloe! I'm here. I'm really here. Just hang on a little longer, please?" Carter's choked voice trembled. "You promisedyou'd giveeight kids. If you leave, what am I supposed to do? "You and the baby will be fine.

"Chloe, don't close your eyes!" Alright, I won't close them. I'll wait for you.

But I'm so exhausted, too tired to even utter a single word.

Through the haze of swirling dust, I thought I saw a figure emerging from the light streaming in. Carl, is that you? I didn't dare blink, afraid I might miss him.

The figure becclearer as it drew closer. Black clothes. A gun in his hand.

No, it's not Carter.

His gaze fell on the scene between my legs, and he clearly hadn't expected such a sight.

Realizing he was here for my children, a faint surge of strength cfrom somewhere deep within me. A loud, piercing cry suddenly echoed through the wooden cabin.

Born. My babies are born! They're alive.

I didn't know if they were boys or girls.

I longed to see them. Yet my body was completely drained, so weak that I couldn't even lift a finger or pull the trigger. The man's eyes lit up with delight as he stepped toward the children.

"No, don't hurt my children!" I called out weakly.

He ignored me, his steps quickening.

Bang! Just as he was about to reach for the children, a deafening gunshot rang out.

A bullet tore through the back of the man's head, blood spraying into the golden sunlight.

As his body collapsed, I saw a familiar figure rushing toward me.

"Chloe!"