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.

in panic, her voice echoing urgently,

awoke, she found herself no longer in

decor that filled the room, unsure of her

movement aggravating the wound on her shoulder, and a muffled groan escaped

she peeked under her collar. The injury had been treated, a white bandage wrapped around her shoulder, with a faint trace of blood seeping

to the door. As she opened it, she realized she was back at

slightly as she glanced

Adah, Ethan, and Vanessa.

second floor. With

gaze turned icy

she left the hospital and returned to the

unconsciousness was dismissed as

at Vanessa, a wave of

her eyes welling up with tears. "Sister,

to comfort Vanessa, gently patting her back. When she looked up at Claire, she said nothing, but her expression was one of accusation, as if