Chapter 36

Claire always knew how to strike at the most vulnerable corners of his heart, leaving him in pain. It was an art she had mastered.

Without pausing, Claire walked out of the Linwood estate in no time. At the gate, she ran into Victor.

Victor had that laid-back, privileged air about him, his eyes brazenly scanning Claire from head to toe.

"Well, well, look at you. Face all bruised, limping like that. You look pathetic," he sneered.

No matter how pitiful she appeared, no one showed her any pity.

Ignoring him, Claire brushed past Victor with an icy indifference.

Victor frowned. As Ethan's friend, he was used to Claire bustling around whenever

he visited the Linwoods, offering tea and hospitality with eager enthusiasm. This stark change was unsettling.

"Hey, where are you going? I can give you a ride."

to

spurred Victor's competitive spirit. Catching up to her, he grabbed her wrist, "I'm talking to you, are you

or even mute. Whatever makes you happy. I have

done anything to

Claire yanked her

"You're insane!"

disappear. The thought of

At Cresthaven General Hospital.

Irene's VIP room

was a far cry from the girl she remembered. As

had been sweet-faced and fashionably dressed, as beautiful as a porcelain

once vibrant muscles had atrophied, leaving

cheekbones pronounced, and her limbs were as thin as brittle twigs,

feel a pang of empathy, a shared sense

Claire and Irene had never gotten along well; it was Irene

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