After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

Chapter 318 Felt Like a Gift

When Claire heard that voice, the first thought that flashed through her mind was that she must be hearing things.

But as she blinked her eyes open and shut, she saw the men around her actually stepping back, abandoning their assault. Then, that familiar face appeared before her.

Tears instantly blurred her vision, but even at that moment, Claire struggled to believe what she was seeing.

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She thought, "Maybe I'm just hallucinating because I'm about to die.

Isn't it said that when people are near death, they see the one person they long to see the most?"

Claire fixed her gaze on Elizabeth, and for a brief moment, she felt a surge of relief that the face before her wasn't Frederick's.

Yes, if there was anyone in this world he truly cared about, it was Elizabeth.

From the moment the truth about the switched identities had come to light, everyone had pointed fingers at her, hurling insults and blaming her for being Effie's daughter. Yet, through it all, Elizabeth had remained steadfast, treating her with kindness. 0000000

tiness Claire had cried in Elizabeth's arms,

Felt Like a Gift

With a gentle hand on her head, Elizabeth had replied softly, "All I know is that you are the granddaughter 1 raised."

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been a beacon of hope during Claire's darkest moments, illuminating the shadows that surrounded

was eventually snuffed out in a cruel twist

Frederick, Harrison, and even her adoptive parents-those who claimed to love her-had

her blood, ready to

had bravely stood up, declaring her belief in Claire, even when the

proof of her guilt,

away.

ultimately, she had collapsed from the strain,

prison, she learned just how much

the moment Claire was incarcerated, Elizabeth had protested relentlessly, refusing to eat, and on several occasions, she had ended up in the hospital from severe hunger, her stomach

Felt

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price had been steep-Elizabeth had been

Claire couldn't bear to lose in

that the greatest blessing would be for Elizabeth

the day Elizabeth would leave

if she could take

kind, warm face, Claire felt that, for a fleeting moment, even death didn't seem so

"Clai... Clai..."

familiar and longed for, reached her ears, and Claire

her grandmother's voice one last time before she

so much had begun to unravel, Claire had already made a silent decision: the further she