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.

Claire continued, her eyes reddening with tears, the hatred in her gaze almost tangible, as

anger. He reached out, clamping a

you become like this? Why can't you just

to struggle, but the disparity in strength

only covered her mouth

breathe, Claire's face quickly

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

was on the brink

May swung the thermal container she held, striking

Vincent to release

retaliated with a swift kick, sending May sprawling

heart clenched painfully, "May-"

May, who cried out in agony as the hot liquid seared her skin, leaving red welts

an apple from the bedside table, hurling it at

out-I never want to see

do you have

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