As time passed, Clara grew concerned. Her mother might get suspicious if she didn't return home soon. She debated whether she should give her mother a call.Suddenly, she accidentally bumped into the corner of a nearby table, causing a stack of documents to fall off.Quickly crouching down to pick them up, Clara's eyes froze when she saw a few photos of Peter among the scattered papers.Was Wilson investigating Peter?Hastily flipping through the dropped documents, she realized they contained not only information about Peter but also about Peter's ex-wife, Shirley Brown, and the man Shirley was currently living with – Peter's former friend.Clara stared at the documents in shock, feeling a cold shiver run down her spine.Just then, the door opened, and Wilson walked in. Upon seeing Clara holding the documents, he too froze. He had left those documents on the table after reading them and hadn't expected her to come across them.Clara asked Wilson, "Are you the one who told Shirle
With pursed lips, Wilson's eyes bore into hers with intensity. They locked eyes for a long time.Finally, he broke the silence, saying, "As long as Peter Wall doesn't do anything to provoke me, I won't touch him."This always happened. Every time they were in a stalemate, he would always be the one to back down first, and then... end up losing miserably.Clara let out a sigh of relief. At least Wilson wouldn't touch Peter."Alright, now that I've promised I won't go after Peter Wall, can you please give birth to the baby?" Wilson's voice resonated in the room.Clara's expression froze, and she bit her lip. "If you want a child, you can have as many as you want with other women. There's no need to cling to this one."Wilson forced a bitter smile.Yes, he could father as many children as he wanted, but none of them would be their child!He only wanted children that belonged to both of them!"So, you still refuse to keep the baby?" he questioned, staring at her.She took a dee
He seemed to have given in to despair. The dagger sliced through his flesh once more, adding yet another wound to his body. The blood staining his clothes continued to spread.Growing increasingly alarmed, Clara watched as he prepared to inflict another wound. She hurriedly moved forward and seized his hand."Wilson, stop hurting yourself!" she pleaded.His eyelashes fluttered and he gazed up at her. "You don't want me to die, do you? You still have feelings for me, don't you, Clara?"Clara pursed her lips. "Even if I no longer have any feelings for you, I’m not gonna just watch you bleed to death!"As she spoke, she carefully removed the dagger from his grasp.Thankfully, he didn't resist her, and everything proceeded smoothly.Blood continued to flow from his wounds, and his complexion grew paler. If this continued, he would die from excessive blood loss!"We have to stop the bleeding first, and then I'll take you to the hospital!" Clara made a firm decision. "Where's your fi
Serenity was stunned. "It doesn't matter if he wins or loses the bet?!""Yeah. He dies if he loses, but… If Clara really doesn't care if lives or dies, that means he no longer has a place in Clara's heart. In that case, life or death is no longer important to him," Jackson explained.Serenity stared at Jackson, dumbfounded. It seemed Wilson had won his bet. Although Clara no longer loved him, she could not just watch him die.Wilson was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. Fortunately, the wound was not deep. Even so, the doctor gave him a blood transfusion just to be on the safe side.During the blood transfusion, Wilson held onto Clara's hand and would not let go. He seemed afraid. Maybe letting go meant he would never be able to hold her anymore.Silence filled the space as the blood transfusion continued. Serenity and Jackson left the room and waited outside, leaving only Clara and Wilson in the ward.Clara stared at Wilson. "You should let go. There's no point hol
"Yes," Clara repeated."And… It's Wilson's child?!" Mrs. Wells exclaimed."Yes," Clara said again.Mrs. Wells fell silent, and the mother and daughter looked at each other.After a long pause, Mrs. Wells finally said, "So, what is going on? I thought you had no love for Wilson? How could you be pregnant with his child?"Clara's smile turned bitter. "It was an accident. He came to me drunk, and I took him back to his hotel room." As for the rest, Mrs. Wells could guess without Clara having to tell her the whole story."So… Does Wilson know about the baby?" Mrs. Wells asked."Yeah. He knows," Clara answered and told her mother what had happened with Wilson today.Mrs. Wells listened, secretly blaming herself. She noticed Clara had been vomiting a lot lately, but as a mother, she did not even realize that her daughter was pregnant. Thinking about Clara's struggle for the baby, Mrs. Wells felt even more sorry for her."Since you've decided to give birth to this child, then… Let'
Yannick froze and stared blankly at his mother."Mom? You're pregnant?" Yanny asked, clearly surprised. A child of this age had only a vague idea of how babies came to be."It was an accident," Clara said vaguely. "But I hope this baby will be born as a legitimate child so that she won't grow up being discriminated against by others."Yannick listened and barely understood. Finally, he asked, "Is Mom afraid that people will call this baby an illegitimate child?"Yannick had often heard people calling him an illegitimate child when he was younger. People always looked at him with a kind of sympathy, pity, or despise whenever they spoke about him, but he never really understood these words until he grew up. As he grew older, he finally realized what it meant.Clara's heart ached at her son's question. She owed him so much. "I-If you can't accept it, I'll…""I'm fine with it," Yannick said. "I'll support you, no matter what you do. Besides, I don't want others to call my younger sib
Wilson's face flashed with ecstasy. Clara said she wanted to marry him! It was true. Did she still have him in her heart? Did she still have feelings for him?Joy spread through him, but not for long. Wilson heard what Clara said next, and his smile gradually disappeared. At last, he stared at her, his face pale."But I want us to be divorced sometime after the child is born. We're getting married on paper only. There won't be any wedding, and nothing will change. We'll continue to live our lives separately, like what we're doing."It turned out that Clara only wanted to marry him to give her child a legitimate identity. Clara had already thought of divorce in a year, even before they got married. Clara did not want to live with him after the marriage. She wanted things to stay the same and live separately. In short, he was just a tool to her.Wilson stared at Clara in a daze and remained silent for a long time.The atmosphere in the ward grew tense until Clara broke the silence.
"Did he agree?" Serenity asked."He did," Clara replied."Well… Anyway, good luck." Serenity gave her blessings."Thanks. I hope things will go well too," Clara said.Meanwhile, Lisa still had not recovered from the initial shock. She was in a daze until Clara started waving her hand in front of Lisa's face. Clara shouted at Lisa and finally snapped her back to her senses."Oh, well… I'll have to get you a wedding present." After Lisa blurted that out, she quickly realized she had said something wrong. Clara and Wilson were not getting married out of love, after all.Sure enough, Clara refused. "No need. This marriage is just a temporary solution." Clara glanced at Lisa's belly and asked, "How have you been lately? Are you still experiencing strong fetal movement like last time?""Not really," Lisa said. "But speaking of which… Something felt really weird. Remember how that little boy touched my belly and made the fetal movements calm down immediately? And that little boy was so