"It's fine, it's just a mild pain. You can start the car. I want to get back early," Clara said. Wilson's expression darkened, and they started the car. When the car stopped, Clara only realized they were in front of the hospital. "I don't have to go to the hospital…" Before Clara could finish speaking, Wilson had already carried Clara out of the car. He brought her to the emergency room and requested a doctor to treat her. He had even pulled some strings and called the hospital hepatologist to treat Clara. He made it seem as if Clara was in a critical situation. After examination, the doctors said that Clara's pain was a common occurrence after a liver transplant. There was no way to cure the pain, and she needed to rely on medication to alleviate it.The pain would gradually disappear in the long run. Wilson did not feel embarrassed about the fuss he made after knowing about Clara's condition. He was relieved instead. "Do you have any painkillers at home?" Wilson asked
After Clara ended the call, she hurriedly got off the hospital bed and gathered her things, "I have to go back." She hurriedly ran out of the emergency room.Only then did Wilson come back to his senses. He chased after her and said, "I'm the one who brought you here. It's only right for me to send you back." Both of them kept quiet all the way to Clara's store. They reached, and Clara opened the door to get off. "Clara, I don't think that we should disassociate with each other. Since you chose to give birth to Yanny, we have a connection no matter what," Wilson said softly. Clara lowered her head and got out of the car without saying anything. Wilson smiled bitterly and left after she entered the store. When Mrs. Wells saw Clara return, she hurriedly asked, "Did Wilson do anything to you?" "No. He just helped me to search for Riley together." In the evening, Clara asked for Yannick's opinion. "Do you want to keep learning Taekwondo, or do you want to watch the combat
After some practice, even his coach couldn't help but marvel at Yannick's perseverance. Wilson was observing Yannick's practice aside. Even though his son was knocked to the ground again and again, he would get up very quickly and continue fighting. There was determination and strength in Yannick's eyes, similar to Clara's. Wilson knew that his son desired to become stronger. Yannick was so determined that it made him look like he had suffered all the ups and downs in this world. Wilson felt bitter. He would have had a happy family now if he had not been blinded by hatred and not believed Sandra. When Yannick finished practicing, Wilson approached him and said, "I'll send you home later." "No, thank you. I saw a bus stop next to this block. I can take the bus." Yannick refused. "I'll come here and go back by myself in the future too!""Do you have to refuse me that much? I'm your father!" Wilson said. "I haven't had a father ever since I was born!" Yannick said and went
Clara handed Peter a napkin to wipe his sweat. "Thanks." Peter wiped his sweat and took off his jacket.Clara took the jacket from his hand. "I should be the one to say thank you. If it weren’t for you, I'd have to find a handyman myself." "You have to spend a hundred dollars to ask a handyman for on-site service. What's the point of wasting that money? Just call me if there is something that needs to be repaired in the future. I'll try my best to fix it for you. You can save up some money as well," Peter said. "No way." "We've been friends for so many years. You don't have to be shy about it. Besides, Riley is quite fond of Yanny. I'm afraid that Riley will bother you often in the future." "Riley is lovable. Everyone here loves her. You can drop her here if you're too busy with your business in the future. I can help you take care of her. She's cute. I'll take it as babysitting an extra daughter." Clara wished to have a cute daughter once upon a time. However, she would n
Shirley threatened Peter. It was evident that she was after his money. After all, she had lost all the money that she had gotten from their divorce, including the house mortgage. She had listened to her friend and invested all her money in her friend's business. However, the company had failed, and they were heavily in debt. Now, she wanted to take Peter's stall to cover the debt. Peter was enraged, but Shirley's threat put him in a dilemma.Clara stepped forward and coldly looked at Shirley. "I'm only friends with Peter. Go ahead if you want to fabricate any rumor about us, but you'll have to be prepared to bear the consequences. I'll sue anyone who dares to make up rumors about me. In the end, you'll have to publicly apologize and publish a statement in the newspaper to me!" Clara's aura was overbearing. She would stop at nothing to protect her most important person. Shirley felt oppressed as Clara approached her step by step. "You can try if you don't believe me." "You!
Clara knew that Peter's main income now depended on the stall. Riley and he would suffer if he lost the stall. "It's fine if she still wants to come and make trouble, but you shouldn't back down too much. It won't stop if you back down once," Clara reminded. "Got it. Let me know if she comes back to harass you," Peter said. Meanwhile, Wilson was irritated by their interaction. Peter turned to Wilson and said, "Mr. Birch, thank you very much!""Why do you have to thank me? The one I helped out was Clara," Wilson huffed. Peter looked embarrassed because he had made it sound like they were a couple and Wilson was just an outsider. "Did you come here for something?" Clara asked Wilson. "Would you believe me if I said I came over to check on you because I missed you and Yannick?" "Mr. Birch, I think we've made it clear enough between us that you're causing me nothing but distress." "Distress?" Wilson smiled mockingly and pointed to Peter, "What about him? Is he not a dist
Wilson was left in a state of disarray.Peter said with an apologetic look on his face, "I'm sorry for making Mr. Birch misunderstand…" "No, I'm sorry for involving you in our affairs." Clara smiled bitterly. Even though Clara repeatedly said it was nothing, Peter was still full of apologies.After Yannick and Mrs. Wells went to bed at night, a car pulled up in front of Clara's store just as she was about to close the shutter door. A figure got out of the car while staggering. Before Clara could react, he hugged her and buried his face in her neck. "Clara…" Wilson called out in a hoarse voice, and he reeked of alcohol. Wilson was drunk. Clara wanted to push him away, but he hugged her tighter the more she pushed him away. Their bodies were pressed tightly together. "What's your problem?!" Clara shouted in a whisper. She was afraid that the commotion would wake up her mother and Yannick. "I only dared to come over after drinking so much…" Wilson laughed unexpectedly an
Clara forgot that the person in front of her was drunk, and what she said irritated him even more. She couldn't stop her tears and choked, "Wilson, don't make me hate you even more." However, everything was futile. –Clara was desperately rinsing herself off with warm water in the hotel bathroom. She hadn't expected something like this to happen after she sent him to the hotel out of goodwill. She desperately wanted to get away from Wilson, but…Clara washed herself for a long time before leaving the bathroom. She felt complicated as her gaze fell on Wilson, who was lying on the bed and sleeping. There was hatred and other indescribable emotions. She quickly put on her clothes and left the hotel without looking back.Tonight was just a nightmare for her. Everything would be back to normal when she woke up later. Mrs. Wells and Yannick were still in deep sleep when she reached home. She did not feel relieved at all. She changed her clothes and threw away the ones