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.

She looked on as if none

she cherished most was never money, but the purity of love a genuine

vanished like a dream at dawn. She was shattered, her world

kept her hands clamped

panic overwhelming him. In his struggle, his right hand groped blindly across the bedside table and landed on

took over-he didn't even think.

the knife sank

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

her body recoiling backward in

from the wound, warm and

him

wheezing, he sucked in air greedily,

dared look at Adah, his eyes widened

streamed through her fingers, staining her hands before

agony, her screams echoing off the sterile walls—a sound that sent chills down