New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 375 Not Your Fault

Claire sat by Adrian's bedside, her eyes fixed on his peaceful face, hoping he'd wake up soon. The steady beep of the heart monitor filled the room, a reminder that he was alive, but it wasn't enough to calm her racing mind. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees, silently begging for him to open his eyes.

Matthew walked in, his footsteps soft, as if he didn't want to disturb the fragile peace in the room. "Hey," he said, his voice low but gentle. "I called Adrian's parents. They're on their way."

Claire nodded, her gaze never leaving Adrian. "Thanks, Matthew."

Matthew shoved his hands into his pockets, looking a little unsure of what to do next. He stood there for a moment, awkwardly shifting from foot to foot. "You should probably go home, and get some rest," he offered, though it was clear he already knew what her answer would be.

Claire shook her head firmly. "I'm not leaving. Not until he wakes up."

Matthew gave a small nod, respecting her decision. "Okay. Just... don't push yourself too hard, alright?"

Before Claire could respond, the door to the ER swung open, and a police officer walked in, scanning the room. He approached the nurse's station, speaking quietly for a moment before the nurse pointed in Claire's direction. The officer headed toward her, his expression serious.

"Claire Peterson?" the officer asked, his voice cutting through the low hum of the machines.

Claire looked up, blinking. "Yeah, that's me."

The officer glanced down at his notepad before looking back at her. "We need to get your statement about what happened tonight."

Claire bit her lip, glancing at Adrian, torn. She didn't want to leave him, not even for a second, but she knew this was important. Sensing her hesitation, Matthew stepped forward and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Go," he said softly. "I'll stay with him. He won't be alone."

Claire looked up at Matthew, gratitude washing over her. "Thank you."

With a deep breath, she stood up and followed the officer out of the ER. They walked down the hall until they found a quieter spot away from the commotion. The officer pulled out his notepad again, clicking his pen.

the name of

she said, swallowing the nervous lump in her

down the names and then looked up.

this amazing meal, and we were just about to leave when I realized I'd left my phone inside. I told Adrian I'd

I came out, the car was on fire, and I saw Adrian... lying

she spoke. "Did you see

"No, I

"Does Mr. Saint Laurent have any enemies? Anyone who might want to

she said quickly. "Adrian is... he's the nicest person.

a moment, then asked, "What about you, Miss Peterson? Do you have

froze. Her mind

pl.ne

connected to her, not Adrian But should she tell the police? Would they even believe her? She wrestled with the decision for

"Miss Peterson?"

front of her face. "Sorry," she muttered, shaking her head. "No,

seemed to carry a hint of suspicion. "Alright, we'll be in touch about the investigation. And we'll also keep Mr.

beat when she saw two familiar figures: Adrianna Saint Laurent and Adrian's grandfather. Both of them looked shaken, and Claire's nerves spiked. She had no idea how they would

if they blamed her for this? What if they hated her for what

Claire approached them. "Excuse me," she said

looked up,

from crying.

Laurent,

face a mask

Seeing them like this made Claire's heartache. She

pain they were going