Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 348

Clara's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. Her eyes were filled with pure estrangement and freezing indifference as she looked at him. She shook her head in sheer sorrow, backing away as if trying to avoid a terrifying monster.

"Julian, I was so utterly wrong about you! You are even more cold-blooded and ruthless than I could have ever imagined!"

"I thought that no matter how cruel you were to me, you were just putting on an act. I never expected your kindness toward my family to be fake too!"

"You really don't have a heart, do you!"

"Miles is just a little boy! How could you gamble with his life!"

Clara screamed her accusations hysterically, her body trembling uncontrollably with rage, shivering like a fragile blade of grass caught in a freezing gale.

Julian frowned, realizing she had misunderstood. Not wanting to argue with her in the middle of a hospital hallway, he stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and said sternly, "We will discuss this when we get back."

Clara violently yanked her arm out of his grasp, her eyes bloodshot. "Get out! I never want to see you again!"

Julian glanced at the back of his hand, red from where she had struck him, and his expression turned freezing. He narrowed his eyes, staring her down coldly.

The temperature in the hallway instantly plummeted, every breath feeling as if it were laced with ice shards.

Standing off to the side, Seraphina, who had been silent for a long while, smiled secretly to herself. She immediately slipped back into her pitiful act, stepping forward to grab Clara's hand as she choked out a sob. "Clara, this has nothing to do with Julian. He only did it because he cares about me. I didn't know the heart donor belonged to your nephew. I'll give it back to him right now, I won't use it... Please don't be mad, okay?"

This wasn't the first time Clara had seen Seraphina pull these manipulative, teary-eyed acts.

In the past, she had always turned a blind eye, letting it slide if she could.

But right now, she was thoroughly disgusted!

It was absolutely sickening!

Pushed to her absolute limit, Clara slapped Seraphina right across the face in front of Julian.

"Can you stop making me sick? Get the hell out of my sight!"

Seraphina let out a shriek and tumbled pathetically to the floor, looking incredibly fragile.

Julian's expression darkened dangerously.

But he didn't check on Seraphina. Instead, he looked at Clara, his brows knitting tightly. "Do you have to act like this? I'm sending her away soon. You can't endure it for one more day?"

*Sending her away?*

Clara looked at him as if he had just told a hilarious joke.

Taking a deep breath, she said coldly, "Let me tell you something, Julian. If you ever let your precious little darling appear in front of me to disgust me again, I will hit her every single time I see her!"

A violent storm seemed to brew within Julian's pitch-black eyes. He called her name in a low, warning tone. "Clara."

Clara turned on her heel and walked away, her slender silhouette radiating absolute finality.

Julian's face was an ugly shade of ash.

Seraphina slumped weakly against the floor, stealing a timid glance at him before whimpering softly in pain...

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