Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

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."

continued to

Victor's competitive spirit. Catching up to her, he grabbed her

or even mute. Whatever makes you happy. I have just one request: from now on, treat me like I'm

anything to you, why are you acting

lunatic." Claire yanked her hand back

"You're insane!"

watching her limping figure disappear. The thought of her injured

At Cresthaven General Hospital.

the door to Irene's

cry

Irene had been sweet-faced and fashionably dressed, as

Her once vibrant muscles had atrophied, leaving her skin stretched tightly over her

cheeks were sunken, cheekbones pronounced, and her limbs were as

help but feel a pang of empathy, a shared

gotten along well; it was Irene who harbored a unilateral dislike