"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
There was someone who had helped Clara a lot while she was in prison. Clara wondered if she would ever be able to return the favor, and the thought saddened her. She did not have the person's contact information, after all. Besides, it had been so many years, so the hope of finding that person had become even slimmer.-A few days later, Clara and Wilson arrived at the county clerk's office.Clara looked at the signs hanging on the entrance emotionally. Once upon a time, she used to look forward to coming to this place with Wilson after he proposed to her. Later, Clara went to prison and stopped thinking about this. She thought she would not marry in this lifetime. She never thought she would ever come here, but this time, she had come here to marry Wilson."Shall we?" Wilson's voice rang from beside her."Let's go," Clara said, taking a deep breath. She took a step forward, but every step felt so heavy.The two of them entered the office and received a queue number. Then, they s
Wilson was displeased. "What? Must we be in love to get married?""You both don't seem to be in love. Even if you get married, you'll get divorced sooner or later," the woman remarked, but she immediately felt a chill up her spine. The man was giving her a death stare with a touch of hostility in his eyes.The woman did not dare to say anything, but Clara knew Wilson was angry."She's just a stranger." Clara could not help but remind him. After all, this woman was a victim in her marriage, and it was just a casual conversation, so there was no need for Wilson to get angry at a stranger's comment.Wilson shifted his gaze to Clara and slowly regained control of his emotions. The hostility in his eyes started to fade until he eventually returned to his usual coldness.Wilson almost lost control and let his anger overtake him. Just because the woman had said Clara and him would have to get a divorce sooner or later.Wilson knew Clara was using their marriage as a temporary solution,
Clara's voice was faint and flat throughout the whole recitation of marriage vows. She was just following along like a robot. Wilson focused his gaze on Clara as he recited the vows. To Clara, these vows had no meaning, but for Wilson, these vows were his lifelong vows. Wilson wondered if Clara knew how grateful he was when she agreed to keep the baby. Did she know that this was the marriage of a lifetime for him? Maybe they would end up getting a divorce in the future, but at least when he was old, he could tell himself that she had been his wife in his lifetime and lay in his grave without regrets. It was already a great honor for him to be her husband, even if only in name. Even though this was not a marriage out of love and he was just a tool to her. Even so, he should be content, Wilson thought to himself.-Wilson and Clara left the county clerk's office, each with a red book in their hands. Before leaving, Wilson said, "I'll take you home.""No need. I'll take the publi
"Is that so? Will she forgive me..." Wilson murmured."She will. Women are very soft-hearted," said the photographer.Something flashed in Wilson's eyes, and he said nothing more.Indeed, Clara used to be very soft-hearted once upon a time. Even if she was angry, she would be fine with just a little coaxing. At present, Clara might be soft-hearted to countless people, but not with him.Wilson stared down at the red book in his hand as he walked out of the county clerk's office. Anyway, she was finally legally his wife, and he was her husband.-Mrs. Wells was surprised to see her daughter alone when she returned to the store. Curious as to why Wilson was not with Clara, Mrs. Wells asked, "Where's Wilson? Uh, did you get the marriage procedure done with him?""Yeah, we did. We separated in front of the county clerk's office. I came back by bus," Clara explained. She did not tell anyone about her marriage today and just informed her mother about it last night. Mrs. Wells was sur