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."

five words-but each one landed like a hammer blow right on Sean's

was the first time Claire had ever told

the hospital. Not when Jeffry uncovered all those painful secrets. Never

seriousness. "Don't be afraid. Whatever you want to do, I'll stand by you-no questions asked. You don't need

dam

first time, she didn't

waist, burying her face in the warmth and safety

how she would have gone on. Maybe, before the truth ever came to light, the Linwoods would have crushed her, again and again,

sobs filled the living room, echoing

welled in their eyes and quietly slipped

Their daughter had suffered in Claire's stead-had ended up in a coma because of it. By all rights, they should have hated Claire. They'd already tried

a long time before Claire's sobs finally

then, a voice sounded from outside the

Nathan, Vanessa's father. I've come to compensate you for your

now paralyzed from the waist down and confined to

come from selling off the

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