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."

landed like a hammer blow right on Sean's

Claire had

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

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

and the dam broke again; new tears

the first time, she didn't

in the warmth and safety

didn't know how she would have gone on. Maybe, before the truth ever came to light, the Linwoods would have crushed her, again and

living room, echoing

in her grief; tears welled in

stead-had ended up in a coma because of it. By all rights, they should have hated Claire. They'd already tried to take their revenge. But looking at her now, so broken and

time before Claire's sobs finally

voice sounded from outside the

Vanessa's father. I've come

from the waist down and confined to a

in his hand had come from selling off

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