Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 873

Claire stood there, momentarily stunned. Her mind wandered back to those haunting memories. She had no idea she was pregnant when she returned. Every day felt like she was drowning in the sorrow of losing someone she loved. Her mental state was fragile, swinging between moments of clarity and utter despair. It wasn't until her belly began to swell that she realized something was off. By the time she discovered she was pregnant, the baby was already eight months along. Her belly had been so small from the start that no one in her family noticed a thing.

To Claire, this child seemed like a little demon, hiding even while in her womb. It felt as though he had chosen to enter the world, using her body as a vessel, sucking her dry like some kind of vampire. When Claire found out about her pregnancy, she was on the brink of losing her mind. The horrific, brutal memories haunted her every day. She didn't want the child, that much was clear. But the doctors told her that her body was too weak, and the baby was almost full-term. Forcing an abortion would be like killing the child in the womb and it would cause irreversible damage to her body. In the end, Jeffery decided to keep the baby and had someone watch Claire around the clock, making sure she couldn't harm it.

her maternal instincts had finally kicked in —after all, it was her child. But then, out of nowhere, Claire tightened her grip around the baby's neck. The nurse quickly grabbed the baby away, leaving everyone in shock. Claire spiraled into another frenzy. With no other options, Marian followed the doctor's advice, and Claire underwent electroconvulsive therapy. After the treatment, she lost her memories of the past, and the child was introduced to her as her brother. Sadly, it wasn't long before her

son. We have nothing to do with each other. I want to kill you!" Claire's episodes returned with a vengeance. All she could see were bloody, indistinct figures and severed heads. "I'll avenge you, Colin. I'll

with the gun, a twisted smile on his face. As if in

mouthed silently. Claire had raised the gun, ready to fire. But before she could, Connor pulled out a knife from seemingly nowhere and drove it into his chest. He had stolen it from a