Chapter 141 Inside the car.
Liam was quietly driving when his boss suddenly spoke.
"Did you tell Grandma?" Sean's voice was calm and gave no hint of his mood.
Liam glanced at him through the rearview mirror, noting Sean's expression was perfectly neutral, as if he was merely making casual conversation.
His boss's thoughts were always so hard to read.
Liam could only chuckle nervously, "Boss, I just wanted to reassure the old lady." Sean replied coldly, "You talk too much." Liam laughed it off, "Boss, how is that talking too much? I'm only looking out for you." After saying this, he glanced at Claire in the mirror again. She and his boss made quite the handspair, though she was a bit too petite and frail.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Boss, you don't like her?" Sean's sharp gaze cut across, silencing Liam immediately. He focused on driving. Claire's breathing had steadied, though she occasionally let out a soft sob.
Sitting next to her, Sean frowned slightly and reached out to gently pat her, trying to offer comfort.
However, Claire seemed oblivious, mumbling a few indistinct words in her sleep.
Sean watched her for a long time, unsure if her emotions were affecting him, but tonight his mood was unmistakably sour.
Whenever he felt this way, he had the urge to smoke. He instinctively reached for a cigarette, but paused. Glancing at the fragile Claire beside him, he put the cigarette back and turned his gaze out the window. The lights of Cresthaven sped past, like countless twinkling stars streaming by. Under the streetlights, Sean's profile looked particularly stern.
"Liam, find out everything about her by tomorrow." "Understood." Ethan, Vincent, and Brian searched for Claire all night, but she was nowhere to be found.
Returning to her empty hospital room, the sight of the unoccupied bed unleashed a flood of emotions. Brian's face was flushed with pain and guilt.
Like a raging beast, he advanced on Ethan step by step, landing a heavy punch on his face.
Shouting, "It's all your fault. If your family, the Linwoods, had treated her like one of your own, Claire wouldn't have been driven to despair. She wouldn't have left alone in the middle of the night. Her current state is all because of you-" She had nearly jumped off a building yesterday, and he dreaded to think what rash actions she might take after leaving the hospital in the dead of night.
Caught off guard, Ethan staggered back a few steps, blood immediately dripping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes turned red with anger, and he swung back, hitting Brian squarely on the face. "Do you think you're any better? Yes, we Linwoods didn't treat Claire well, but she lived safely with us for three years. And what about you? You're the one who let her be abused in prison. All those scars on her body are because of you." Ethan's heart felt as though it was being pierced by countless needles.
He knew he was wrong; he had planned to be a good brother and make amends. But why did she suddenly disappear? Why did she have to be so stubborn? She was such a delicate girl; why couldn't she be as gentle as Vanessa? Ethan's eyes reddened with self-reproach and anger.
Brian, veins bulging on his forehead, shouted, "I didn't—" His voice echoed through the ward, filled with desperation.
He adored Claire too much to ever let her suffer in prison.
Ethan's face was full of scorn, "Can't own up to your mistakes? What kind of man are you?" "I said I didn't!" Brian shouted again, delivering another punch to Ethan.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNot backing down, Ethan kicked Brian hard, and the two immediately clashed.
Ethan's eyes were bloodshot, tears brimming, and his movements grew more aggressive.
Brian, equally emotional, struck back with force.
Neither backed down, seemingly using this self-destructive fight as a form of punishment.
Vincent, anxious, rushed forward, trying to separate Ethan and Briah, Drexham who were locked in a furious brawl.
He reached for Ethan's arm, but in his frenzy, Ethan jerked away,inadvertently elbowing Vincent in the chest. Vincent grunted, stumbling back a few steps.
Before he could regain his balance, Brian's wild swing landed.
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