Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 252

But Adah was already blinded by hatred, utterly unmoved. Her hands clamped down around Nathan's throat, fingers digging in so hard her knuckles stood out pale against her skin.

"Die, you monster! I'm going to kill you!" she screamed, her bloodshot eyes filled with a wild, desperate fury—a longing to tear him apart, piece by piece.

Nathan clawed at Adah's hands, desperately trying to pry her fingers loose from his neck. But her grip was iron, unyielding, like a vise locked tight around his windpipe. No matter how he struggled, she wouldn't let go.

His eyes rolled back, showing whites, tongue lolling from his mouth as he gasped for air, his face contorted in terror.

He thrashed wildly, arms flailing in the air, searching for anything to save himself. His body arched and writhed atop the bed, legs jerking uncontrollably from pain and lack of oxygen, sheets twisted into a tangled mess beneath him.

Outside the hospital room, Claire Linwood watched the scene unfold through the narrow glass pane in the door, her expression cold and detached.

She'd always imagined Adah as someone gracious, someone who would quietly endure betrayal, forgive with little hesitation.

But now, seeing Adah's frantic, almost feral retaliation, Claire suddenly understood: even the gentlest soul can snap when pushed beyond heartbreak and pain. Only when the lash truly lands on your own skin, she thought with a bitter smirk, do you finally understand how much it hurts.

and unsympathetic. She looked on as if none of

by comfort and luxury. What she cherished

a matter of moments, everything she'd cared about had vanished like

to her very bones; she kept her hands clamped tight around

right hand groped blindly across the bedside table and landed on

instinct took over-he didn't even think. He plunged the blade toward

the

scream tore through the room-a raw, bloodcurdling wail that seemed to

her body recoiling backward in

warm and slick as it

sensation jolted him out of his

wheezing, he sucked in air greedily,

dared look at Adah, his eyes

fruit knife had lodged deep in her left eye; blood streamed through her fingers, staining

agony, her screams echoing off the