Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 384

It was all her fault. Everything that happened-she was the one to blame.

If Sean had never met her, he wouldn't be in this state now.

Claire wiped away her tears, her gaze fixed on Sean as if she was trying to etch his face onto her very soul.

After a long moment, she finally turned away, reluctant to leave. Limping, she walked out of the room.

Sean, I'm so sorry. I can't even say goodbye to you.

Because if I tried to, you'd never let me go.

So, this is the only way I have to disappear without a word.

Once outside the hospital, Claire found a small gardening supply store and stepped inside.

"I need a bottle of weed killer," she said.

The clerk glanced up and down at her-she was wearing a patient's gown, painfully thin, limping, her face almost ghostly pale, eyes glazed and lifeless. She looked as if she were on death's door.

Immediately, the clerk's suspicions were aroused.

if she was planning to drink the stuff and end

head. "Sorry, miss, I can't sell that to

"Why not?" Claire asked.

smile, but it came out awkward. "We just can't take that risk." Claire

like this, anyone would think she

Passing by the shop's window, she caught her own reflection-disheveled, defeated, barely recognizable

a bitter sadness welled up inside. How had things gotten so bad? How had

breath, forcing herself to look away from the suffocating

a fresh set of clothes, then covered her face with a mask and sunglasses, wrapping herself up until she was practically

she returned to the gardening shop, the clerk

was.

bought the weed killer without any trouble, slipped it into her pocket, and hailed a cab straight

front of the imposing building. The white facade gleamed in the sun, and the

emotions were tangled-fear and

a one-way road. But it

steps, she walked into the police

was nearly empty, just a single officer on duty at the front

in," Claire said, her