Chapter 232

She slowly approached the embroidery frame, staring at the once-vibrant threads that now appeared dull and lifeless to her weary eyes.

Her hand involuntarily reached out to touch the fabric, her fingertips trembling slightly as memories of her time with the Linwood family flooded her mind.

The cold stares, cutting remarks, and now the brutal truth that her biological parents might have plotted to use her for her kidneys-all these realizations cut into her heart like sharp knives.

With shaky fingers, Claire picked up the needle. As the thread whispered through the taut silk, she forced herself to focus on the unfinished embroidery piece titled "Radiant Beauty," hoping the act of stitching could numb her pain.

But no sooner had she pierced the silk with the third stitch than a tear fell onto the embroidery hoop, slowly absorbed by the cloth.

She hastily wiped it away with her sleeve, but more tears cascaded uncontrollably, blotting the fabric with damp patches.

Suddenly, the needle pricked her finger, and a bead of crimson blood welled up, merging with her tears to form a startling blossom of red on the silk, like a haunting flower.

In that moment, all of Claire's resolve crumbled.

She collapsed onto the desk, sobbing uncontrollably.

Years of humiliation, pain, and despair surged forth like a breached dam, pouring

out with each heart-wrenching cry.

Unbeknownst to her, Sean had quietly approached from behind.

with sobs,

sorrow.

comfort her, but his hand hovered uncertainly, unable to

felt her agony acutely but didn't know how to

there silently, a steadfast presence by her

muffled cries seeped from the crook of her

to deserve this? Why

yet you still hurt me so cruelly.

fist, his knuckles turning

voice was gentle

"Not unlovable at all."

care

"Everything, it's their fault."

hear Sean's words, lost in her

hammering relentlessly at the hearts

was ajar, and Aberdeen, Grace, and May stood outside, watching Claire with eyes full of sympathy,

room, Liam and Victor

balled into fists, his jaw clenched in

into this state, the Linwood family were nothing but

replaced by a seething rage, as he stormed out of the villa

and the car sped away like an unleashed arrow, leaving a trail of dust in its

space, a weight on

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