Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 39

Looking at Claire's bloodstained face, Brian felt nothing but a growing irritation. There was no satisfaction from revenge, only an overwhelming sense of

frustration.

His gaze was cold as ice, and his lips barely moved as he said, "Get out."

Yet Claire seemed oblivious, continuing to bow her head in desperation. The rhythmic thumping of her forehead hitting the floor echoed like a heavy drum, pounding directly on Brian's heart.

His temples throbbed with anger as he repeated, "I said, get out! Can't you hear me?"

Claire's mind was blank, her ears buzzing. She couldn't hear anything around her, only the instinctive act of bowing and pleading remained.

With a stern expression, Brian strode forward, reaching out to lift the woman off the floor who was desperately begging.

Unexpectedly, as Brian's hand reached towards her, Claire recoiled like a frightened bird, curling into a ball and covering her head with her arms. Through her tears, she pleaded, "Please, don't hit me."

in prison, the endless darkness and pain, flooded her mind,

his hand suspended in mid-air, frozen for

on Claire's curled-up figure, a tangled mix of emotions washed over him, leaving him

the Claire of the past, the one who was innocent

about her was from

praised her without reservation, saying, "Brian, your strongest competitor in this year's physics competition is Claire, a freshman from

defiance, thinking, "My talent is no

take Claire seriously until he lost to her in the competition.

to

couldn't tell whether it was to prove himself or simply to see

consistently took first place, while he

Claire is what

to admit, he agreed

asked her if she was so committed to

winning is my motivation. My dream is to become a teacher, to educate and watch students grow into their potential.