Chapter 162

Clara's POV

Why did life have to be this cruel? Couldn't he have just read my letter that explained everything? I was again placed in this position, still feeling like a liar.

Was I capable of shuttering all his dreams with just one sentence?

"Come on, I have so much to show you." He said, grabbing my hand.

He walked me into the room and then began opening the drawers. Surprisingly, it was packed with tiny baby clothes and even nappies. I remained speechless throughout the presentation and then nearly fainted.

"I hope you like it. We can always change anything you don't like." He said, squeezing my hands.

He reached in, kissing me on the cheek. "Why don't we go out to have breakfast? I know a place just around the corner. It's perfect." He added.

I nodded my head vigorously.

I was willing to do anything to get out of this room. I could barely breathe.

My heart broke. I quickly disguised my emotions. My father never showed up, even for just a day, and he was ready to take on everythin