Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 114

Claire steadied herself, hesitating for a moment before mustering the courage to turn around and tentatively step forward.

One step, two steps, three...

Brian didn't follow, nor did he call out to her.

Claire's tightly wound nerves finally began to unwind.

She felt as if she had narrowly escaped a brush with death, and she dared not look back. Instead, she quickened her pace.

Watching her frail figure limping away, Brian couldn't help but call out softly, "Claire."

His voice was gentle, like a whisper on a spring breeze.

Claire didn't hear Brian at all. Ever since that incident when Adah hit her on the head, her hearing had worsened. Even her remaining ear occasionally betrayed her with bouts of deafness.

Seeing her continue without pause, Brian assumed she was avoiding him. But there were things he needed to say. Raising his voice, he called out, "Sean isn't an easy man. You'd be better off not marrying him."

Sean was a ruthless player in the business world. Without his iron grip, he could never control the vast empire of the Foster family.

No, more accurately, they were

had countless rules,

thought surely this time Claire would

All she could hear was a persistent ringing in her

the hospital; all she wanted was to

retreating figure, feeling as

surging within him refused to accept that they

a voice inside him urged. It seemed that if he let

to reach

just then, his phone rang,

noticing it was Irene's doctor

of emotions,

as possible. Your sister

leapt with joy at

longing look at Claire's fading figure, a hint of affection still lingering in his gaze, but it was

dashed toward Irene's room, his footsteps swift as the

he anxiously

movements in her

and astonished. "So, theoretically, she can hear us when we