Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 75

Vincent's lips trembled violently as his eyes fixated on the gruesome wound on Claire's shoulder. The deep crimson of her blood felt like a sharp sword piercing straight into his heart.

It was as if something lodged in his throat, preventing him from uttering a single word.

A profound sense of despair engulfed him entirely.

Countless times, he had imagined reuniting with Claire, believing that despite their turbulent past, they could eventually find solace in each other's company once more.

But now, everything spiraled out of his control.

Fear gripped him—a fear of facing this Claire, who was now filled with hatred; a fear of the endless coldness in her eyes.

He could no longer bear to stand there in front of her.

With great difficulty, he turned away, his steps unsteady and hurried as he fled the hospital room.

As Vincent made his escape, Claire collapsed like a deflated balloon, her tense body suddenly devoid of strength, slowly sinking backward.

cried out in panic, her voice echoing urgently, "Doctor,

herself no longer

bewildered by the pink, princess-themed decor that

on her shoulder, and a muffled groan escaped her

under her collar. The injury had been treated, a white bandage

got out of bed and walked straight to the door. As she opened it, she realized she was back

brow furrowed slightly

occupied by Nathan, Adah, Ethan, and Vanessa. Joining them was a handsome

on the second floor. With a look of delight, she exclaimed,

turned icy at

of how she

unconsciousness was dismissed as mere

remained cold as she stared at Vanessa, a wave of

welling up with tears. "Sister, did I

at Claire, she said