Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 73

Claire found Vincent utterly ridiculous, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He claimed to care for her, yet he sought her out to demand if she had pushed Vanessa down the stairs.

When he asked that question, he wasn't looking for an explanation from her; he had already decided on the answer in his heart.

He spoke of letting go of the past and looking forward, yet it was he who had wronged her. Every accusation was a burden he unjustly placed on her shoulders.

He made the mistakes, refused to acknowledge them, and still expected her to be magnanimous.

On what grounds?

Who did he think he was?

As Claire's laughter echoed through the room, Vincent's face grew darker and darker. To him, her laughter was piercing, each note more painful than the last.

"Stop laughing," Vincent demanded in a low voice, his tone tinged with barely suppressed anger.

tears, the hatred in her gaze almost tangible, as if she could rip apart Vincent's façade with her

told you to stop laughing," Vincent snapped, his voice rising in anger. He

were bloodshot, "Why have you become like this? Why

tried to struggle, but the disparity

hand not only covered her mouth but also pressed against

Claire's face quickly

Vincent didn't notice her distress or simply didn't care, he continued to hold her

Claire's head spin, and just as she was on the brink of passing out, May's

swung the thermal container

blow forced Vincent

a swift kick, sending May sprawling across

painfully, "May-" she screamed, her

spilling its scalding chicken soup over May, who cried out in agony as the hot liquid seared her skin, leaving red

she grabbed an apple

get out-I never want to

out? What right do you have to tell me