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Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 512
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Chapter 502 She'd been hurt too many times for no reason at all. Even if Adah had changed, Claire couldn't bring herself to believe it-old habits die hard, and she wasn't about to let herself get fooled again.

That's why, in this moment, her words were sharp and merciless, each one aimed to wound.

Claire didn't hold back; everything she said was as cutting as a thousand arrows, and Adah felt every single one pierce straight through her heart.

There's a special kind of pain that comes from being hurt by someone you love.

For years in her past life, Claire had suffered at the hands of the people she loved most. How had she survived it all? "Claire, I'm sorry," Adah choked out, voice trembling.

"If you're really sorry, then disappear from my life. Don't ever show your face toagain," Claire snapped. She spun around, left Adah standing there, and walked into the house without looking back.

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Adah stared after her, watching that resolute figure vanish through the door. Tears streamed down her cheeks, unstoppable.

She'd brought this on herself. She deserved it.

All she could hope for now was that, in this life, Claire would finally find happiness.

But at least, she wouldn't have to worry about her anymore.

The Tempests adored Claire, treating her like a princess.

Sean had been her salvation in her former life, and now, in this one, he was by her side again.

She was surrounded by friends from the wealthiest families in town; no one would dare to bully her anymore. Today, Adah had even brought over the person Claire cared about most.

With that, she could finally let go.

Adah lingered for a moment longer, then forced herself to leave.

Inside, Claire pushed open the door to the villa and was instantly enveloped in the familiar aroma of home- cooked food.

She glanced at the dining table and spotted a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup waiting for her. Step by step, she approached, staring at the soup in disbelief.

The smell... why did it seem so familiar? "Claire, you're back," cMrs. Tempest's warm voice. She smiled and said, "You must be starving. Ctry this soup." Claire sat down and lifted a forkful to her mouth.

The taste, so achingly familiar, filled her senses. She couldn't help it—her nose stung, and tears spilled down her cheeks.

In the seventeen years since she'd cback to life, she'd tasted the finest foods the world had to offer, but none of it compared to May's chicken noodle soup.

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Now, with that sflavor on her tongue again, she couldn't hold back her tears.

Fat droplets fell into the bowl as she ate, mingling with the broth. She ate quickly, as if afraid the taste would vanish.

Mrs. Tempest chuckled softly. "Slow down, sweetheart, you'll choke if you eat so fast." Claire finished the noodles in just a few bites, drinking every last drop of soup. Sniffling hard to push back her tears, she finally turned and asked, "Mom, who made this soup?" Mrs. Tempest pulled a napkin from the holder and gently dabbed away the tear tracks from Claire's cheeks.

"I told you to slow down, honey. Look, you're crying from eating too fast." Claire managed a weak, "...Mom, please, just tell me. Who made this soup? It's amazing." Her mother laughed. "I thought so too. That's why I asked her to stay." She turned toward the kitchen and called, "May, could you chere for a second?" A moment later, a face Claire knew by heart appeared in the doorway.

The instant she saw her, Claire couldn't hold back Kany dgn geroshia jumped up and threw her arms around May. "May..."

May stood frozen, eyes wide with confusion. Why was the Tempest family's eldest daughter clinging to her like this? Mrs. Tempest was equally surprised. "Claire, what's gotten into you?"

Claire forced herself to rein in her emotions. "Mom, I just love I just love May's! chicken noodle soup so much. That's all." "If you like it, I'll make it for you often, miss," May said with a sincere smile.

Claire nodded vigorously, eyes never leaving May's.

But in the next second, she thought of Adah.

Just now, she'd assumed Adah was here Mohassle her, but at this , she realized wrong about Adah all.