Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 314

Claire closed her eyes, hiding the surge of emotion threatening to spill over. She reached out and wrapped her arms gently around her grandmother's waist.

"I just want you to be happy every day, Grandma. You've been so good to me." Even if I'm not here in the future, I don't want you to be sad.

Life goes on, with or without anyone.

Besides, someone as wonderful as Mr. Foster is bound to meet someone even better for him someday.

As for me, I was always meant to be just a brief visitor in his life.

Claire nuzzled into her grandmother's embrace, breathing in the comforting warmth that made her feel utterly safe.

Sensing Claire's closeness, her grandmother's heart melted.

She gently patted Claire's back. "I want you to be happy every day too, sweetheart."

"Mm." Claire's voice was muffled, heavy with sleep.

"You must be tired after being out all day, aren't you?" her grandmother asked softly.

"A little."

"Then just nap here for a while." Her grandmother made no move to let her go, holding Claire close.

So Claire half-lay against her grandmother, her body weak and exhausted from just a few extra steps.

lull, Claire

she was sound asleep, her grandmother carefully laid her down, tucking

brought over a light blanket, and after the old lady stood up, May quietly spread it over

stood around the sofa, watching her peaceful face for a long

for dinner? The young master will be home

lady glanced at Claire on the sofa and replied quietly, "Cooking might wake Claire. Let's

Grace: "..."

Has the young master ever

Miss

loves your soup, May. And something light is good for her stomach. Why don't you make some nourishing soup?

again, Grace and May were surprised by just how much the old lady

might have thought it a little unfair, but honestly, neither minded. When Sean came home, the family gathered around the dining

was a bowl of warm, silky soup, freshly made

old lady had even asked May to steam a custard for Claire as

hand, was greeted by four dishes that looked like pure

salt, and even his rice looked

widening. "Grace, did

Grace shook her head.

"So... May?"

also shook

eyebrow twitched. "Don't tell

at him. "No, Grandma ordered you some takeout-this restaurant has great

Sean: "..."