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.

her roses-what if she was planning to drink the

head. "Sorry,

"Why not?" Claire asked.

"We just can't take

Looking like this, anyone would

hollowed out. Passing by the shop's window, she caught

How had things

shaky breath, forcing herself to look

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

she returned to the gardening shop, the clerk didn't even notice

was.

the weed killer without any trouble, slipped it into

gleamed in the sun, and the badge high above the entrance shone like a silent promise

were tangled-fear and resolve

knew this would be a one-way road. But it was the only thing she could do

heavy steps, she walked into the

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

to turn myself in," Claire said, her voice