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.

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

his voice rising in anger. He reached out, clamping a hand over Claire's

have you become like this? Why can't

disparity

covered her mouth but also

breathe, Claire's face quickly turned

notice her distress or simply didn't care, he

Claire's head spin, and just as she was

hesitation, May swung the thermal container she held, striking Vincent's

forced Vincent to

swift kick, sending May sprawling

May thrown aside, Claire's heart clenched painfully, "May-" she screamed, her

container clattered to the floor, spilling its scalding chicken soup over May, who cried out in agony as the hot liquid seared her skin, leaving red welts on her

rage, and she grabbed an apple from the bedside

out-I never want to see you

do you

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