Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 113

Seeing Brian, Claire's mind was bombarded with memories of the prison, where she had been assaulted. The attackers, their faces twisted with malice, had grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up. "Don't blame us," they sneered. "Mr. Cole promised us a reduced sentence if we took good care of you."

They hadn't named Mr. Cole, but Claire knew it had to be Brian. Only he had the power to reach into the prison.

During those high school competition years, she had been deceived into thinking Brian was a genteel, sophisticated heir. But in prison, she discovered that his charm was merely a facade. The real Brian was ruthless and vengeful.

As if awakening from a nightmare, Claire stumbled backwards. It was as though she was fleeing a monster, her fear so palpable it seemed to take form in her eyes.

Brian was provoked by Claire's obvious fear. An unpleasant glint flashed in his eyes as he moved towards her.

Claire was terrified, her mind spinning. She kept retreating until she lost her balance and nearly fell. Brian swiftly reached out, catching her by the waist and pulling her firmly into his arms.

His large hand tightened instinctively around her slim waist, his brow furrowing. How did she get so thin?

wanted to fight him off, but her

aura honed through years of

once-clear eyes now filled with anxiety and fear. Her long lashes trembled like a frightened fawn's. He smirked slightly, a complex emotion

was deep and magnetic, yet it was jarringly out of

push away from Brian, but his arms were like steel, holding her firmly. She looked up, finding

broad chest, trying to push him away. "Let... let go of me." Despite her attempts to

Claire, Brian was like a sword hanging over her neck, threatening her life at any moment. Only distance could assure her

Brian felt an unexpected pang of guilt. But he quickly masked it with his

the woman he had loved for three years. It should be him who felt

was worse, he actually felt a pang of sympathy for her.

Brian abruptly pushed