She scoffed. "A bomb? Are you seriously describing your own child as a bomb?"He remained silent, his grip tightening as he pulled her towards the hospital."Let me go! Let me go!" She struggled desperately, straining to break free from his grasp, yearning to escape. But his hold on her arm remained unyielding, refusing to loosen.His fingers, though slender, felt as unyielding as steel.Clara grew agitated and resorted to biting his hand.The pain made Wilson frown, while the onlookers gasped, "Ah, Mr. Birch, you..."They tried to pull Clara away from Wilson's hand, but he sternly commanded, "Don't touch her!"They immediately stopped.Wilson's gaze bore into Clara, his voice weighted with seriousness. "Even if you bite my hand off today, I’ll still terminate this pregnancy. Clara, I'm not gonna let you risk your life!"His fear had only grown after witnessing what happened to Lisa.Although Lisa had regained consciousness, it was only thanks to the blood of the boy from the
In the past, she was powerless to put up any resistance to the circumstances that were forced on her. She could only let herself be crushed by the cruel fate.Could she still not put up a fight today? Must she lose her baby because of an order from him? In such a humiliating way?As the anesthesiologist approached with the anesthesia, Clara's resistance intensified.Summoning a surge of strength, she forcefully pushed away one of the nurses restraining her and reached for a surgical scalpel on the tray next to the operating table. She swung the scalpel around wildly, making the doctors and nurses who were previously holding her down to step back in panic. Clara finally managed to free herself, for now.She clutched the scalpel tightly, believing it to be the only weapon that could protect her unborn child."Clara, there’s no use. When I brought you here, I've already made up my mind. I don't care if I have to go to prison or if you kill me, this surgery must proceed!" Wilson sta
Wilson's body tensed up as he was overcome with fear, but he didn't retreat. Instead, he said, "You're not gonna kill yourself. Are you really willing to leave Yanny and your mother behind for the sake of the unborn child?"His words struck a chord within Clara.Her body trembled, and the surgical scalpel in her hand felt unbearably heavy.Indeed, she couldn't bear to leave behind Yanny and her mother. It seemed that he had completely seen through her.Clara let out a bitter chuckle, tears welling up in her eyes. "Wilson, you asked me to believe that you love me, but is this your idea of love? You don't even ask for my consent. You decided everything on your own. The country has given me the right to decide whether or not to give birth, but you forcibly strip that right away from me!"Her voice dripped with mockery, and her gaze towards him was colder than ever.Wilson felt a chill run through his veins, freezing him in place."I... I just want to keep you safe. I just..." he tr
"Have you considered that, without Renee, even if Terry White begged the boy on his knees, the boy wouldn't have saved Lisa? And if something happens to you, who can I beg for help? If begging on my knees could save your life, I wouldn't hesitate to get on my knees and beg as many times as it takes. But... there are no guarantees that you will be safe, and I don't want to bet on such low odds."Wilson's voice trembled with tears. He had never spoken in this manner to anyone before, except for her.Only her.Clara remained motionless, paying no heed to what Wilson was saying.Suddenly, Wilson dropped to his knees in front of Clara. The onlookers gasped."Clara, Terry begged that boy on his knees to save Lisa, so I'll... I'll beg you on my knees too. Please, think of your own safety! Please!" he begged with utmost humility.Clara finally opened her eyes to look at Wilson. "I'm a human being. If I can't even decide what to do with my own body and have to give up that control to you,
"Very well, if that's what you want." He turned to the medical staff beside him and said, "Today's surgery is canceled. You may leave."Upon hearing that, the doctors and nurses quickly exited the operating room.Clara looked at Wilson blankly, unable to comprehend the situation. "What's the meaning of this?""Like you said, it's your body, and I have no right to decide for you. I thought I could make the decision for you because no one in the world cares for you and loves you more than I do, but in reality... no one in the world has hurt you more than I do," Wilson murmured, a bitter smile on his face. "I'm sorry to have hurt you once more."He took a few steps back while looking at her. "Clara, I don't want you to hate me, and I don't want to destroy any hope of you falling in love with me again... I know that after what I’ve done today, you probably... hate me to the core now, but I still hope you can... forgive me..."With that, he turned and left the operating room. His once
"Wilson, after all these years, how can you still be so stupid?!" Realizing his actions today were unnecessary, Wilson cursed himself for being an idiot. After a long pause, he started the car and drove aimlessly through every street in Solaria until nightfall. Surrounded by darkness, the round disc of the moon illuminating the sky, Wilson pulled over only to realize that he had driven to Clara's store once again.The store was closed, but the light peeking out the window indicated that the people inside were still awake.Wilson got out of the car in silence. Instead of going to the store, he leaned against the car and stood there, just like a statue.As Clara was getting ready for bed, she drew the curtains and was startled to spot Wilson standing outside. Although startled, she closed the curtains and paid no attention to the man outside the window.‘It would be better for her and Wilson to stop seeing each other!’ Clara thought.Clara turned around and grabbed the medicatio
"AHH!" Clara grunted and woke up with a jerk. She snapped her eyes open and sat up to realize it was just a nightmare!In her dream, she relived the memory of when Wilson had forcefully dragged her to the operation room earlier in the day. But in the dream, Wilson had not stopped the operation and insisted that it go on. Watching the needle prick her in fear, she had tried to struggle, but she could not move nor escape.Clara was panting heavily, relieved that it was all just a dream. She looked at her sleeping son beside her and saw Yannick sleeping soundly. Fortunately, her nightmare had not woken him up. Clara got up and went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water, but as she looked out the window, she was surprised to see Wilson outside. Wilson was leaning against the car, still in the same position she had seen him in a few hours ago.Clara tightened her grip on the glass and finally made up her mind. Then, she put the glass down and went to the door.Wilson jerked his head
Wilson was the man she had loved as well as the man she had hated. Her love and hatred for Wilson had become such complicated emotions that she did not know how to deal with him."Wilson, enough is enough. That's it between us. So, just let me go, please?" Clara said weakly. Turning around, she went back into the house and closed the door behind her. Wilson stood alone outside the house, looking alive but dead inside, and he felt just like an empty shell.-Lisa quickly recovered after regaining consciousness. The next day, she could get out of bed and walk around slowly, and by the fifth day, she seemed to be normal again. Lisa could not breastfeed her baby due to her health and constant medication, which she regretted. But at the very least, she and the baby were still alive.Lisa was in the ward, holding her daughter with a smile. Although the baby was born prematurely and looked funny, Lisa found the baby beautiful, especially those eyes. Lisa thought her daughter's eyes