Chapter 282

She scrubbed furiously at the tears streaming down her face and pushed herself to her feet, wanting to help the Coles.

But the moment she stood, a searing pain ripped through her chest. Her vision blurred, the room spun, and before she could steady herself, her knees buckled and she collapsed toward the floor.

"Claire !"

Aberdeen, Grace, and May cried out in alarm.

The three elderly women, already trembling with rage and red-eyed after hearing Irene's account, rushed forward to catch her. But Sean reached her first, gathering Claire's limp body into his arms.

She looked up at him, but her vision was so clouded with tears, the harder she tried to focus, the more her tears fell.

Even her voice sounded foreign and hoarse as she choked out, "Mr. Foster..."

"I'm here," he replied, steady and close.

"My heart... it hurts so much."

words-but each one landed like

the first time Claire had

herself into the hospital. Not when Jeffry uncovered all those painful secrets. Never before had she confessed, with such agony, how

away her tears, meeting her eyes with unwavering seriousness. "Don't be afraid. Whatever you want to do,

and the dam broke again;

first time, she didn't want

waist, burying her face in the warmth and safety of his chest, whispering over and over, "Thank you.

the truth ever came to light, the Linwoods would have crushed her, again and

sobs filled the living room,

up in her grief; tears welled in their eyes and quietly slipped down

Claire. They'd already tried to take their revenge. But looking at her now, so broken and vulnerable, they found their anger slipping away. Claire's life had already been too cruel; any resentment they felt

a long time before Claire's sobs finally

voice sounded

father. I've

and confined to a wheelchair,

from selling off the last of

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