Chapter 176

This time, Irene finally turned her gaze toward him, but her eyes were filled with nothing but contempt and hatred.

She wanted to tell him to get out, but she couldn't move or speak. All she could do was glare at him with eyes full of loathing.

Brian, however, simply acted as if she were throwing a childish tantrum. He gently patted her head and coaxed, "Come on, Irene, don't be like this, okay?"

"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, and getting upset isn't good for you."

He knew she didn't want to hear any of this, yet he continued to speak.

Irene felt a surge of anger rushing to her head.

Get out, just get out-

She screamed silently in her mind.

Irene hated it—hated Brian's blindness, his inability to see the truth, and hated her own helplessness.

Her eyes blazed with fury, as if she wanted to incinerate the brother who had so thoroughly disappointed her.

Brian, feeling uncomfortable under her hateful gaze, looked away and pretended to busy himself with the items on the bedside table. He kept on murmuring, "Once you're a bit better, I'll take you abroad. It will be better for your recovery."

spoke felt like salt

Go abroad?

clearing Claire's name, and ensuring Vanessa faced justice. Yet here he was,

every breath, each

fixed her gaze on Brian, finding his face repugnant, wishing she could

felt like it was on fire, and she

"Out!"

was taken aback, not expecting such anger

surprise flickered in his eyes, followed by a

up now. It's time to

Irene's anger, intensifying it like

bedsheets, though her strength was

to speak more, but all she

to Irene's emotional brink, continuing his

spoiled since childhood. She's the only one who stuck by

then wasn't intentional, I'm sure she

know how pure and kind Vanessa is?" Each word from Brian was like a dull

disbelief as she stared at Brian,

me into a living ghost, sent Claire to jail, and yet you call

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