NovelGoldChapter 412 Claire's eyes were red and brimming with tears as she shook her head desperately. "No, I didn't... I swear, I didn't..." But he cut her off without the slightest hint of compassion. "Don't callyour brother. I don't have a sister as twisted as you. To me, Vanessa's my only sister now." He didn't even seem to notice Claire's blood-streaked hands. Instead, he gathered up the allergic, barely conscious Vanessa and, with their parents in tow, rushed her to the hospital. They didn't return until late that evening.
By the tthey cback, the dining room had already been cleaned, and Claire was waiting for them, curled up on the living room sofa.
As soon as they walked in, she stood up to greet them, her concern for Vanessa genuine. "How is Vanessa? Did the doctor say she's alright?" But her brother only accused her of putting on an act.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTheir father's face was cold and unforgiving. "If you really feel sorry for Vanessa, then prove it-kneel here all night. Anyone can mouth empty apologies, but actions show sincerity. If you can't bring yourself to kneel, then leave. Go back to the orphanage. The Linwood family won't keep someone so cruel they'd even hurt their own sister." Despair flickered in Claire's eyes, but she bit back her tears and slowly sank to her knees.
Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Dad, Mom, I know I was wrong. I'll reflect on what I did." Her brother looked down at her kneeling on the floor and felt not a shred of pity. He just said coldly, "You're just putting on a show." With that, he turned and headed upstairs.
He assumed that after everyone went to bed, Claire would get up and go back to her room.
But the next morning, when he cdownstairs, he found Claire collapsed on the living room floor. Her face was deathly pale, and she was burning with fever.
He just sneered. "You really think making yourself look pitiful will win our sympathy? You learned plenty of manipulative tricks in the orphanage, didn't you? I'm the CEO of Linwood Group-I can see right through your little ploys." "If you want to play the part, then go all the way. Someone, toss her outside. Let's see how long she can keep up this act." It rained that day.
Claire was thrown out into the yard, left in the downpour for over an hour. Only when May, unable to bear it any longer, pleaded on her behalf did they finally let her bring Claire back inside.
If he remembered correctly, Claire caught pneumonia from that night in the rain. She'd always been frail; kneeling all night had weakened her even more. The pneumonia go worse, turning into a dangerous lung infection, and the hospital even issued a critical condition notice.
Their father had been frantic then, bringing in the best doctors and buying the most expensive medicine to treat her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt the time, he'd just thought it was
the strength of a father's love. Only now did he realize the truth-he was terrified that if Claire died, Vanessa & would have no one left to take a kidney from.
Ethan sat on the fold-out cot, his journal slipped from his graspand lay open on the floor. His hands were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
Tears slid silently down his cheeks, splashing onto the yellowed pages and blurring the ink.
"Claire... I'm sorry... I was wrong...
Where are you?" Ethan's voice broke as he choked on his regret.
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