Claire's POV
I'd just stepped out of the bridal shop when my hospital caregiver's call came through.
"Hello, Ms. Lee? A man named Sam Shelby came to see your grandmother. I couldn't stop him."
My chest clenched so tight it hurt. What the hell was Sam up to now?!
I ordered my driver to turn around and head straight for the hospital, my voice ice-cold as I spoke back to the caregiver.
"Stay right by Grandma's side. If that bastard upsets her, throw him out immediately. If anything goes wrong, blame it all on me!"
The caregiver agreed and hung up.
I stared at my reflection in the car window. The burning rage and cold hatred in my reflection were impossible to miss.
I wrenched my gaze away. If Sam was dead set on courting death over and over, I'd just hand him what he wanted.
The seco
