Clara buried her face in his tailored suit, tears soaking through the fabric—and piercing straight into his heart.
"Silly girl… How could you let yourself waste away like this in just seven days?"
She really was foolish.
If she had walked away that day, she would never have had to endure all this agony.
She had clung to the childish fantasy of the boy who once picked flowers for her. She had mistaken his fleeting kindness for love, refusing to admit he had never cared for her at all.
"I have no regrets this time. Take me away. I'm leaving this place for good."
Never to look back…
Meanwhile, Matthew rushed back in a frenzy, snapping at the butler—losing his temper for the very first time.
"Who gave you that order? Why didn't you call the family doctor to put her on an IV?"
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