New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 300

Chapter 300 “This time, I’m putting her in jail.”

The sound made everyone jump. Never in Claire's wildest dreams had she imagined Joan Harris slapping her. Joan, who had always been so kind, now had tears streaming down her face, and Claire could see the raw pain in her eyes. Claire stood there, unmoving, not flinching or reacting to the sting on her cheek.

Matthew's eyes went wide in shock. "Mrs. Harris, you need to hear Claire's side first!" he shouted, trying to intervene.

Claire, with a calm demeanor that almost felt too calm, lifted her hand to stop Matthew from talking. "It's okay, Matthew," she said quietly, turning to Joan. "I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt Alexander. If you don't want me here, I'll leave."

Joan's face was still wet with tears, and she looked away, her voice breaking. "Please, just go."

Claire gave a small nod and walked out of the hospital. She felt a mix of guilt and resignation, knowing she was leaving Joan with a heavy heart and a son in danger. Joan had always been gentle, but seeing her son in the operating room and hearing Claire's admission of guilt had pushed her to a point where a reflexive slap seemed like the only way to release some of her anguish.

Outside, Matthew caught up with Claire and grabbed her wrist. "Are you okay?" he asked, concern etched into his face.

Claire's expression was unreadable, her face a blank slate. "I'm fine," she replied, her voice steady.

"You need to get checked out," Matthew insisted, his concern not easing.

"I just want to go home," Claire said softly.

Matthew nodded, realizing there was no arguing with her. "I'll drop you off," he said, guiding her towards his car.

During the ride home, Claire stared out the window, lost in thought. "Where's Lisa?" she asked after a while, breaking the silence.

to Cryptonic's basement," Matthew replied, keeping his

the information. Matthew glanced at her, then back to the road. "What are you

cold and resolute. "This

Claire's decision was right. Lisa has crossed the line, and she

silence, the weight of the

sat beside his bed, holding his hand tightly. She whispered prayers, hoping that he would wake up

his voice filled with

to calm herself before speaking. "It's all because of Claire," she said, her voice trembling. "Alexander is in surgery

eyebrows furrowed in disbelief. "Claire? Are

Michael. Claire admitted it

face showed a mix of confusion and skepticism. "I find it hard to believe. Claire's always been reliable. Are you sure she

know it sounds hard to believe, but she said it herself. She was here and admitted it right in front

process everything. "So what now? What

filled with a quiet resolve. "We need to focus on Alexander right now. He's the

nodded slowly, understanding the gravity of the situation. He pulled a chair closer to Joan and sat down. "We'll figure out the rest later. For now, let's just hope and pray for

Alexander's hand gently, her heart heavy with worry. "Yes, let's hope," she whispered, trying to

minutes ticked

waited for any sign that Alexander would wakeup. The hospital room

J.n

up from their tussle, and her foot-barely recognizable as a foot-throbbed with every heartbeat. She'd learned the hard way that running and fighting in heels was about as smart as bringing a marshmallow

now a mess of dirt, cuts,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255