Chapter 150

The nurse hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Oh, Claire, she's in room 312 on the third floor."

It was no wonder the nurse remembered Claire so well-her husband was strikingly handsome, even more so than Dr. Lewis.

But really, Dr. Lewis, is it appropriate to bring such a large bouquet of red roses to visit another man's wife?

Victor paid no mind to the curious stares from the staff. He thanked the nurse and made his way to Claire's room with long, determined strides.

Expecting to find Claire languishing in bed, Victor was surprised to discover the room empty.

His heart sank. Could Claire have already left?

As he was pondering this, he heard the sound of a toilet flushing from the bathroom.

A moment later, Claire emerged, clad in her hospital gown.

Seeing Victor without warning, her mind went blank.

When she finally processed his presence, her already pale face turned ghostly white.

Victor find her

he knew, did that mean

ran through Claire, and without further thought, she turned

run, Victor tossed the roses onto the bed and quickly caught up with Claire, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back with

are you running? Do you think I'm going to eat you

unable to break free. Her gaze

dragged back to face their baseless accusations

wrist. "I'm just here to see you. Don't assume the

scoffed. "You're all in on it together, trying

of injustice at her

up the roses from the bed, thrusting them into Claire's arms with a gruff, "If I wanted to harm you, would I bother bringing flowers? You're just like the dog

ninety-nine roses in her arms caught Claire off guard, and

the back

he grumbled, a hint of irritation in

don't like red roses? Just say so,

been in such an awkward situation before. His first attempt at giving

crazy. Tell me what you like, and I'll

felt indebted to

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