Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 120

This time, Claire felt as if the ground beneath her was spinning uncontrollably. For a fleeting moment, she was transported back five years in her mind.

Back then, it was the same scenario. Her own brother, her childhood friend, her betrothed in name only-all stood united against her, verbally attacking her with such venom that it felt like they wanted to drown her in their collective disdain.

Five years had passed in the blink of an eye. The time was different, the place was different, yet here they were, the same people, accusing her of murder with the same fervor.

Aberdeen, watching these men treat her granddaughter-in-law so harshly and unjustly accusing her of murder, was incensed.

She stepped forward, prying Ethan's hand away, shielding Claire like a mother hen protecting her chick. "What on earth is wrong with you people? Throwing accusations around without knowing the truth! It was that woman trying to suffocate the patient in bed!"

Aberdeen pointed an accusing finger at Vanessa.

Grace and May chimed in from the sidelines, "Yes, we all saw it."

Brian, Vincent, and Ethan all turned their attention to Vanessa.

Claire who tried to strangle Irene. I

mess, with strands clinging to her tear-streaked cheeks,

inflicted by Claire, were glaringly obvious, contrasting

slightly, her voice laden with emotion, "It wasn't me, it really wasn't. Irene is my dear friend, why would I harm her? It was Claire who burst in and

sobbing, a sight that would draw sympathy from anyone who saw

eyes, already filled with rage, grew even redder. He whipped around and grabbed Claire by the

her back,

the impact, her vision

constricted, she couldn't breathe, her face turning a

straining to push out a weak plea from her throat, "Call a doctor,

on the verge of exploding with

never encountered such

was desperate to escape; she was surrounded by

it were her, she'd

old lady, both anxious and furious, struck Brian's arm with her