Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom novel Chapter 166

She was penniless, her body battered and bruised. In such a state, where could she possibly go?

Brian's head throbbed with worry.

He considered his options and decided to call Ethan.

But no one answered his call.

Frowning, a wave of anxiety crashed over Brian as he redialed repeatedly, each time met with silence.

"Damned Ethan, can't even pick up the phone!" Brian cursed, tossing his phone onto the table in frustration.

Meanwhile, over at the Linwood family residence.

Ethan was already in a drunken stupor, the alcohol slicing through his stomach like a sharp knife.

He felt as if a storm raged inside him, the pain making it hard to breathe.

Ethan was curled up in agony, clutching the toilet as he vomited violently.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he retched again and again.

His insides felt like they were being turned inside out, and even when he was done vomiting, the discomfort didn't subside.

His stomach felt as if it was being twisted by a blade, the pain growing more intense, pushing him to the brink of unconsciousness.

Stumbling out of the bathroom, Ethan was a shell of his former self, barely making it to the couch.

He collapsed onto it, clutching his stomach, murmuring, "Claire, my stomach... medicine..."

Hearing the commotion, Nathan and Adah entered the room, gasping at the scene before them.

Empty bottles littered the floor, the air heavy with the stench of alcohol. Ethan was curled up on the couch, his face as pale as a ghost, his lips devoid of color, looking utterly pitiful.

Adah rushed over, kneeling beside him, gently brushing his forehead. "Ethan, how did you end up like this?"

Nathan, however, was less sympathetic. Hearing Ethan call out for Claire ignited his anger.

Claire, that troublesome girl—what was so special about her?