"Serenity…" Lucas murmured, "If I could, I want more than your thanks…"Lucas had always subconsciously kept a distance from others. Even friends like Caleb would say he was too cold and aloof. It was as if nobody could enter his heart.Lucas seemed to have understood what it was like, unable to enter someone's heart. He was desperately trying to get closer to Serenity, wanting to be part of her world, but she always kept a distance from him.Although Serenity was smiling, her smile was just a silent rejection of him. What should he do to really have a place in her heart?!***Serenity hurried to the pediatric section. She gave Yanny's name to the nurse at the reception desk and finally found the ward.Yanny had fallen asleep in his ward. The little boy lying on the hospital bed seemed to have gone through a terrible fight. His legs were wrapped in bandages, and his face was swollen and bruised. His eyes, although closed, were obviously swollen as well.Mrs. Wells sat by Yanny's
"Do you want to get Yanny into a new kindergarten? I'll get Lisa's help," Serenity suggested.Everyone at Yanny's current kindergarten probably knew about Clara's time in prison by now. They would most likely look down on Yanny for his mother's past.Having gone through it, Serenity did not want Yanny to go through the same thing. If they could not change the situation, the only thing they could do was to make changes on their side.Clara did not give Serenity an answer. Instead, she inquired, startling Serenity. "If I want to overturn the conviction now, what are the chances?"Serenity gave it a serious thought and gave Clara an answer. "Thirty percent."A bitter smile broke out on Clara's face. Thirty percent… Could the verdict really be overturned with just a thirty percent chance of winning? Maybe others would fight for it even if there was only a ten percent chance, but it was too low for her!"It's been too long. Even if you appeal, the evidence in your favor is gone with t
"But you're innocent! You got accused!" Mrs. Wells said with a touch of bitterness in her voice. "It's all Sandra's fault! She did this to you! If you’re worried about the stigma, let's overturn the case. Didn't Serenity say we have a thirty percent chance of success?"Clara said nothing more and watched her son quietly. After a while, she got up and said, "Mom, I'm a little tired today. I'm going home to rest. Please take care of Yanny."Mrs. Wells found it a little strange, knowing her daughter's personality. Clara would usually spend the night in the hospital with Yanny no matter what. Mrs. Wells thought maybe Clara was exhausted from working hard at the food stall day and night, so she said, "Go home and rest early.""Okay. I'll come back tomorrow morning," Clara said, leaving the ward. However, Clara did not head home after leaving the hospital. Instead, she walked to the bus stop and dialed a phone number."I'm Clara. I need to talk to Wilson tonight. It's about Yannick. If y
Gritting her teeth, Clara followed Wilson into the suite and closed the door.Wilson walked to the couch and sat down. Then, he picked up a cup of tea on the coffee table and sipped it. "What do you want to talk about? You can't be asking me to give up custody, or are you?"Clara's eyes flickered. "And what if I am? Can you give up? I'll do anything if you'll give up Yanny's custody!""You'll do anything?" Wilson asked, gazing up at Clara."Yes!" Clara responded."What else do you think I need from you now?" Wilson said, amused. "Would I want you to give birth to another child for Sandra's sake? But I have Yanny now. What else can you do? You're just a small business owner running a food stall. What can you do?"Clara's face paled. She had nothing to offer! She had no chips on the table, nothing to trade with him!After a short silence, Clara said, "Don't you… hate me? You hated my father for hurting your family. He almost destroyed your family, so you deliberately approached me
Wilson's words left a bitter taste in Clara's mouth. She had already given up loving him and had no feelings for him. Even so, she could not help feeling bitter at his remark. "What if… I'm telling you, I didn't push Sandra down the stairs. Sandra was the one who set me up! W-Would you believe me?" Clara said in an almost pleading tone. She begged Wilson to believe her and not treat her like a criminal. Clara did not care about her status as an ex-convict. The time she had spent in prison could not be reversed, after all! However, she did not want to bring any harm to Yanny because she was seen as a criminal! "Believe you? You want me to believe you?!" Wilson thought he had heard a joke. "Clara, don't you think it's ridiculous for you to say this now? Because of you, Sandra lost her child and became infertile. Who are you to raise my son?!""I didn't do it!" Clara said, looking at Wilson straight in his eyes. "You were deceived! When what you see and hear don’t match, trust your
Wilson had said that her gorgeous eyes were the window to her soul. Her smile brought joy, and she had the most loving eyes he had ever seen. Whenever she smiled, it would make people feel happy. Whenever they were intimate, he loved caressing her eyes with his fingers. She was once proud of her eyes because he loved them, but that had now changed. Wilson wanted Clara to destroy her eyes with her own hands this time. How ironic!Clara opened her eyes again and looked up at Wilson. They were standing so close right now, just like they did a long time ago. However, he would never hold her waist again like before, and she would not affectionately wrap her hands around his neck again.Clara stood back and quietly stared at the man in front of her, the man whom she had loved and hated with all her heart. Wilson was truly good-looking and attractive, which explained how she had fallen for him in a heartbeat.Maybe this would be her last time seeing him with her eyes.Clara suddenly fel
"Wilson." Clara glanced up at Wilson, her gaze intent. "Must you take Yanny from me?"Clara's gaze caught Wilson, somehow putting him in distress! But why would he feel distressed?! It was only right for him to take back the custody of his son!"Yes, Clara. I won't let you have Yanny. He'll have a hard life with you. What can you give him? Do you think your small business would work? Are you going to raise him with only the bare necessities?" Wilson said ruthlessly.Clara nodded, her reaction unusually strange and calm. "Okay. I understand." She retreated a step back after saying that, glancing down at her hands, which were still in his grip. "Mr. Birch, will you let go? I'm not going to jab my eyes again. After all, making myself blind won't be of any use, won't it?"Wilson grimaced and finally let go of Clara's hand. Only then did he realize that his palms were covered in cold sweat.This woman was driving him crazy. He was breaking out in cold sweat again, just like the time
What was Clara saying? Was she trying to trade her body for Yanny's custody? When did she become okay with this kind of thing?! Wilson laughed in anger. "Well, if you strip naked right now, I'll consider it," he said this, just to humiliate her."Okay," Clara agreed, her voice surprisingly calm, and she began stripping off her clothes."Do you even realize what you're doing?!" Wilson snapped, looking at Clara in disbelief. "I know," Clara answered softly. She knew Wilson must have said casually that. Clara could do what he wanted, but he would still fight for Yanny's custody. However, she had no other choice. It was a gamble, but she would go ahead with it. She had run out of options, and she had nothing to lose.Wilson's eyes widened in disbelief. He grabbed Clara again, pushing her out of the door this time. "Get lost! Get out of my sight! Your body would only make me sick!" As his voice fell, the door slammed shut.Clara looked at the closed door with a bitter smile. She