The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 235

Claire stared blankly at the signature 'Lauren'.

Lauren's words from the old family estate echoed in her ears—how she had won third place in that very International Design Competition.

Lauren was his sun.

Claire ran her tongue over her teeth, an overwhelming bitterness flooding her senses.

Oh, how rich. She never expected the stoic gentleman Miles to have been such an artsy romantic in his youth.

He might as well be a tragic mythic hero, chasing after the untouchable sun.

Even though she had known all along that she was just a replacement, that his heart belonged to someone else.

Yet, seeing Miles's raw affection for another woman laid bare right in front of her, Claire found it impossible to just accept it calmly.

Especially now that his unattainable ideal had actually returned.

Claire crumpled the paper, desperate to tear it to shreds. The tense parchment let out a sharp, crinkling sound in her grip.

She froze for a long moment before finally stopping herself, slowly smoothing out the love letter.

Whatever... This belonged to Miles. It had nothing to do with her, and she had no right to destroy it.

She stood up, walked into the study, and placed the letter gently on his desk.

Claire looked down at the massive blue diamond on her ring finger, a stinging sensation pricking her eyes.

Even the ring originally belonged to someone else. Miles truly couldn't be bothered to put any effort into her.

She slid the ring off her finger and placed it directly on top of the letter.

It left a faint indentation on her skin. She rubbed at it fiercely, but the mark remained.

Marmalade jumped onto the chair, affectionately rubbing his little head against Claire's leg.

Claire scooped him up, poked his forehead gently, and said in a serious tone, "You are never allowed in this room again, understand?"

"Meow~"

The kitten stretched his paws, clearly displeased.

"Marmalade, you don't have a dad anymore. It's just you and me now. We need to pack our bags and get ready to run."

"Meow?"

Claire scoffed coldly. "Your dad is an absolute jerk. Rotten to the core."

Quinn Lennox's surgery was scheduled for nine in the morning. Claire hurried over to Central General Hospital.

As she made her way to the inpatient ward, the gazes of the young nurses collectively darted her way, sparking hushed, gossipy whispers.

Even as Claire walked further down the hall, she could still catch snatches of their conversation.

It didn't matter. They were getting divorced anyway.

"What's going on? Ms. Jenner isn't wearing her blue diamond ring!"

"I saw that too. Her hand is completely bare."

"Did she really split up with Professor Zimmerman?"

"Sigh, it looks like it. Did you see how awful Ms. Jenner looks today? She must have cried all night. I feel so bad for her..."

Miles and Jared Johnston happened to be walking past side by side.

The nurses were so engrossed in their gossip that they didn't even notice the two men.

Jared intentionally cleared his throat. "Ahem... Go check on the OR. See if Dr. Thorne needs anything else."