NovelEnglishChapter 465 "No, no-Claire, please, letexplain!" But Mrs. Tempest cut her off sharply. "There's nothing left to explain. You were ready to throw your own child into an orphanage. That alone proves you're not fit be a mother. Just look at those two children-the arrogance and conceit they display are evidence enough of your failures." She turned to address the gathering, her voice icy and commanding. "All of you, causing such a scene at my precious daughter's birthday party-nearly ruining the celebration we planned for Claire. Don't think this will be forgotten. When the party's over, each and every one of you will answer for what you've done." With that, Mrs. Tempest swept Claire into her arms and strode away, not sparing a single glance behind her. Adah could only watch, helpless, as their figures receded down the hall. Her voice broke as she screamed after them, "Giveback my daughter-give her back!" But no matter how she cried, no one paid her any mind.
She wanted desperately to chase after them, but her whole body was trembling, her legs refusing to obey. Tears streamed down her cheeks, fiercer than ever-a mother's fear of losing her child, raw and overwhelming.
"Claire, it's all my fault," she sobbed, her voice barely above a whisper. "In my last life, I was blind and foolish, always siding with Vanessa, and because of that, you were hurt-hurt so deeply you'll suffer for a lifetime." "But this time-this tthings will be different. God has givena second chance, and I promise, I'll protect you, Claire. I'll never let anyone harm you again." "I know I was wrong," she wept. "I regret it so much... If only I had cback sooner-maybe none of this would have happened. Maybe the disaster at the boutique could have been avoided." The memory stabbed at her: how she'd defended Vanessa without a second thought, scolding little Claire-just five years old-without ever asking what really happened. She could have slapped herself for her stupidity, for her blind favoritism.
Adah's gaze turned cold and furious as she looked down at Vanessa, who lay motionless on the floor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAll of this-every bit of it-was this brat's fault.
In her past life, Vanessa had known perfectly well she wasn't Nathan's child; she was the daughter of Sophia and Garnett Brown. And yet, she'd lied, deceiving everyone in the Linwood family. Because of her, they'd sacrificed their real daughter, leaving her broken and crippled.
But now that Adah was back, there was no way she'd let Vanessa off so easily.
She strode over to the little girl, lifted her foot, and drove the sharp heet of her shoe down onto Vanessa's tiny hand grinding it mercilessly into the floor.
wň A five-year-old's hand is delicate, almost fragile. The pressure from the heel threatened to crush it entirely.
It was the excruciating pain that finally jolted Vanessa awake.
She opened her eyes and saw a pair of feet pressing down on her hand. Looking up, she met Adah's eyes eyes so full of hatred, it was as if Adah wanted to tear her apart then and there.
Vanessa burst into tears, her cries raw and frantic. "Mommy-it hurts! Please, take your foot away, it hurts!" She didn't understand-her mother had always adored her, doted on her. Why was she hurting her now, looking at her with such loathing? None of it made sense, but the pain in her hand was too much to bear.
Adah didn't let up. Instead, she pressed down even harder.
A sickening crack echoed through the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmVanessa's tiny bones snapped beneath the force.
Her scream ripped through the air before she passed out again, her body limp.
It was just then that Ethan regained consciousness.
When he saw the state Vanessa was in her hand mangled, her face twisted in agony he stared at Adah, horrified, unable to believe what he was seeing.
He rushed forward, trying to push Adah away. "Mom, why are you doing this to Vanessa? Please take your E foot off! She's in so much pain!" Adah looked at her son, her heart twisting painfully in her chest.
In her past life, she'd hurt Claire more than anyone, but Ethan he'd played his own part in the tragedy. She hated herself. She hated Ethan. And she hated Nathan most of all.
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