Clara's POVI groaned in agony as I wrenched my arm once again."Are you having trouble with this?" Someone spoke up.I saw Leonardo as I glanced up. Angrily, he glanced at Kevin, his fist already clenched.Since our unpleasant incident, in which I spilled detergent all over his shirt and paperwork, I hadn't seen him. What was he doing here, I wonder? He had the appearance of someone you wouldn't expect to find in a location other than a five-star hotel.Kevin swiftly released my arm and turned his back on me, acting like nothing had occurred.To ease the discomfort in my wrist, I twisted my arm. His hand had left its mark on my wrist, a scarlet bruise.I said, "No, he was just walking away." I spoke a little shakily.Kevin glanced at me, then at Leonardo, and then paced away.It took me some time to compose myself. I had never seen him so insane; he was lost in drink and incapable of thinking clearly."Are you alright?" Leo enquired. He sat down next to me."I'm okay," I was able to
Clara’s POVHe lifted the tray's lid to see a sushi buffet, expertly organised in a tidy spiral pattern. There were so many different sorts on one plate that I lost count. I could see why it was so hefty.He was eating sushi off of an entire platter. I hadn't even eaten lunch yet in the meantime. In any case, I was probably going to have a sandwich for lunch. I don't notice any leftovers in the fridge, so I wonder what he would do with the remaining meals he doesn't eat. It brought home to me how hungry I was.I'm not a big fan of sushi, but it worked.I started working with a bucket, a sponge, and other cleaning solutions.I began by looking at the living room windows. I reasoned that maybe it would make him feel bad enough to decide otherwise, saving me the trouble of cleaning the windows. In any case, I was too short to reach most of them.I felt lightheaded, starting with the lower windows.My eyesight was gradually going haywire.I attempted to ignore the emotion. Most likely, it
Clara's POV "And you're certain that's her outcome?" Derek inquired."Mr. Montenegro, what suggestions do you have? That we're not proficient in our roles?" The physician inquired.Derek was cut off. With a heavy sigh, he bent his head and nervously ran his hands through his hair.We didn't say anything as I gradually accepted reality.After a while, Derek said, "I need to breathe."He repositioned his chair and left the room.I was startled when he slammed the door.His response showed me he was as surprised by this as I was.Perhaps he was unrelated to this.I cleared my voice to get the doctor's attention and sat straight."I believe you were mistaken. No, I'm not expecting it," I told him."You are, indeed," he said. "I understand that may be difficult for you to accept at first, but you'll come to see it as nothing more than a gift." He made a statement.How on earth am I expecting?Could there have been a relationship issue between Derek and me? No, I just slept off and woke up
Clara's POV"I have no idea how this came to be. I hadn't even applied. They stated they were so happy with my performance that they wanted to assist me when they summoned me into the principal's office. The nicest part is that I was the only one chosen out of everyone in the school." She went on."Achievements!" I answered, emulating her enthusiasm.It was just what she needed. She would be allowed to attend college and follow her goals."My dear, you have my undying admiration," Mom embraced Katy tightly.I wanted to be joyful for my sister, but the doctor's remarks kept returning to me.I faked a grin, trying not to overthink about it. I remained enmeshed in my universe."Are you OK, Clara? You don't seem very well. Mom enquired.I lied and said, "I'm alright; I just had a busy day." I furrowed my brow. "Ivy, may I just take you away for a little while?" So I did.Ivy placed the salad to one side and scrubbed her hands.She went upstairs to my room after me.Mom called after us, "D
Clara's POVI didn't reply to Derek's SMS last night. I was at a loss for words with him. After thirty minutes of being in the vehicle together, he remained silent.While I was still coming to terms with this, I was at a loss for words with him.Ivy rubbed my back and muttered, "You did the right thing," as we entered the lobby.Ivy persuaded me to see the doctor and obtain a pregnancy test. That's what I did this morning right away. We were now at least two hours late for work since she stayed with me the whole time.They promised to give me access to the findings later in the day. But I asked them to email the conclusions to me since I had work to do."We'll find out the truth in a few hours," I continued.We strolled forward inside the hotel."Ivy, Clara!" There was a loud cry.When Ivy and I looked around, Marcus was irrationally approaching us.We were aware of our dire situation. What was the rationale we had come up with for our delay and traffic?Marcus came to face us, and I
Clara's POVI kept strolling further into space.At the long bar counter, a lady was perched on a stool. In her hand, she had a glass. With her back to me, her curly beach blonde hair was the only thing repulsing me.She turned back and slowly scowled at her face, and my mouth fell open."Madison," I mutely said.She took half of whatever was in the glass at once.She motioned for me to proceed. With hesitation, I did so.Why, and why did she ask to see me here?"You are welcome to have a seat," she gestured to the stool next to her.I just kept going ahead. I sat down next to her, making sure there was space between us.Her glass smashed against the counter.She brought me here, but why? Was it because the previous time, I interrupted her and Derek?You may probably guess why I brought you here to avoid any chatter from the other maids. I hope that we continue having this discourse together." She said,With a nod."I know you will be spending a lot of time with Derek because you are
Clara POV I looked at Derek's mother and instantly froze.By "undo all my handy work," what did she mean?Was this all orchestrated by her?She was the first to speak, breaking the stillness. She said, "I'm Layla, Derek's mother. You must be Clara. We didn't have a chance to introduce ourselves when we met last time."I attempted to perfect a grin by nodding. I was starting to feel anxious.My mind was racing with a million questions. What was her intention, and why was she here? Has she heard about the baby? And in that case, what would she do? So many questions left unsolved."I believe it's reasonable to suggest that I have to give you an explanation," she went on.She waved at me to come sit down.I was so shocked that it took me a while to react.We faced each other as we sat down on the living room couch.Her driver was right outside, so should I order anything to drink for the two of us?I rejected that with a shake of my head.Before speaking, she cleared her throat and cross
Clara's POVShe gave the impression that Derek was a five-year-old kid incapable of making his judgments.It was still not clear to me how Madison was my issue."I don't want to get involved with this; Madison is not my concern," I said.Perhaps it was time for me to go on from here and escape this lunacy. I didn't want to be a part of this any longer."The other day, you saw their friendliness. Who knows what else may have transpired between them, given how she showed off in his shirt? Her face took on a look of contempt.I finished her idea, "They didn't sleep together."Maybe I was naïve and didn't want to see whatever you before me become me; perhaps they couldn't have. Maybe she wanted to sleep over, and he only borrowed his shirt."She's a woman like you know, so maybe not yet. We must put an end to Madison because she is a monster. She would love to make you her puppet if she ever got to own his home, I don't doubt it, assuming she hasn't already attempted." She said,Suddenly,