Clara reflexively stepped forward to help Wilson from falling. It took Wilson a while to steady himself, his eyes shut tight and his hand pressed to his forehead.Surrounded by darkness, Clara realized Wilson's face was frighteningly pale under the moonlight. While she was holding him, her hand touched his, and she was suddenly aware that his hand felt terribly cold. After a few moments, Wilson finally fluttered his eyes open slowly. He straightened up and said weakly, "I'll get going.""What's wrong with you?" Clara could not resist asking. Wilson looked so fragile like he was about to collapse at any time."Me?" Although slightly startled by the question, Wilson quickly forced a smile and acted as if nothing had happened. "I'm fine. Don't worry." Despite that, only he knew how he was so exhausted to the point he was practically swaying on his feet.Wilson should have gone home to rest after the blood draw, but he missed her so much. Unable to stop wanting to see her, he came he
Her words had put a light in his eyes. "So, you want me to live, do you?"Wilson said, eyes sparkling.Clara almost choked at the light in his eyes. She could not stare directly at his eyes and ultimately looked away. "Whatever you think," she said vaguely."If you want me to live, I'll live, no matter how hard it is!" Wilson answered. He thought she no longer cared about his life, and he even thought she would rather have him gone from the world. Knowing that she wanted him alive because she wanted her children's father alive gave him the motivation to live."Call your driver. Ask him to pick up you," Clara told him."Oh, okay," he responded and pulled out his phone to call the driver. After the call disconnected, he heard her voice calling out to him again."I heard from the neighbors. Have you been around the neighborhood lately? You stayed in the car and kept watching the store?""I-I was just…" Panic flashed across his face, and he looked like a kid who had gotten caught by
Clara rushed to look for the medicine box while Wilson's hand was still bleeding, but when she came back with the first aid kit, she saw Wilson picking up the broken glass on the floor."Why are you picking that up?! Stop it!" Clara quickly stopped him."Sorry. I made a mess… Let me clean it up," Wilson said."Stop whatever you're doing! I'll do it later!" Clara hissed, taking the broken glass away from him. She grabbed his hand and checked the wound. Fortunately, no glass shards had gotten stuck in his skin, so it was relatively easy to treat.Clara hurriedly grabbed the first aid kit and began treating his wound with cotton and gauze. "If it hurts, just say so," she said. While Clara was treating the wound, Wilson stayed silent the whole time as if he felt no pain. When she was done treating the wound, she looked up only to meet his eyes.Clara reflexively tried to look away, but Wilson spoke first. "What if I hadn't tried to force you to abort the baby? Would things have been
The blood stain on her hand bothered her. Biting her lips, Clara quickly rinsed her hands with water.The blood on her hand disappeared under the running water, but the burning sensation she felt on her skin remained. Wilson's pale and weak appearance flashed in her mind, haunting her. Was he really just exhausted? Clara had never seen Wilson like this before. When she was bandaging his wounds, she felt that his hands were frighteningly cold.A strange and uneasy feeling rose in her gut, bothering her. Clara shook her head and told herself to stop thinking about Wilson and get him out of her mind. She and Wilson were from two different worlds. Although they were briefly together for a short period, they would always be from two different worlds and would never be together.-The next day, Mrs. Wells noticed that a glass was missing from the house. When she asked Clara, Clara answered awkwardly, "I accidentally broke it when I got up to drink water last night.""Oh. Did you hurt yo
Clara had learned a great lesson from almost falling for Wilson again. She told herself never to fall for him again, or the tragedy of the past would happen again. She warned herself not to repeat the same mistakes. Once fallen, she might be doomed forever!-The next day, Queenie drove to Clara's place around evening. "Clara, didn't we agree to have a meal together? There's a newly opened restaurant in town, and I heard the food is good. Shall we go over and give it a try?" Queenie suggested. "I even drove over to pick you up. You wouldn't mind, right?"Although slightly hesitant at first, Clara finally agreed with a small smile. "Sure. Let's have a meal together. Wait for me." After that, Clara informed her mom and son about the dinner plan and left the store with Queenie.Queenie brought Clara to an expensive restaurant. The restaurant was popular and trended online, and the key target market for this restaurant was said to be wealthy people.Clara looked around at the interi
Clara sat down calmly and let her guesses run in her mind."Everyone, meet my friend, Clara," Queenie introduced. "Clara, this is my man… Harvey Powell. Meet Mr. Wagner, Mr. MacNeil, and Mr. Brooks."Harvey said to Clara with a smile, "Queenie has been talking about you over the past few days, saying you've been her friend for years. We're lucky to meet today, so let's get to know each other! I heard you're pregnant, so I ordered a sweet dessert suitable for pregnant women. You might want to try it."Sure enough, a serving of sweet soup was placed in front of Clara's seat."Thanks," Clara responded."You're welcome." Harvey smiled with a clear intention to please. "Ms. Wells, are you pregnant? Congratulations!" Mr. Wagner began to speak. "Why don't you invite the father to join us for dinner? Let's make the dinner more lively. Maybe we can think of it as a celebration of your baby!" Clara's heart sank as soon as she realized their intention. These people were trying to get in
Clara was about to leave the place as she talked. However, Martin stopped Clara. “Why are you leaving? Wilson is not here yet.”A whiff of alcohol rushed to her nose. Harvey hurriedly pulled Martin away. “Mr. Brooks, you’re getting tipsy. Why are you making things difficult for a woman?” Then, he turned to Clara and smiled. “Why don’t you call Mr. Birch out to have a meal with us? We have no ill intentions. We just want to discuss business with him. You’ll get your share, and it’ll be a win-win situation for us. Don’t you think so, Ms. Wells? Harvey looked like he was speaking for Clara, but his main purpose was to ask her to call Wilson out. They were playing good cop, bad cop. “You guys have misunderstood my relationship with Wilson. You should go to Birch Group to look for him if it’s anything about business. You don’t have to use such methods to see him.” Just as Clara was about to leave again, Martin pulled her back. “Seems like you want to have it the hard way! Do
Clara kept quiet and ignored Martin. She didn’t want to talk to anyone in the room, but Martin thought that she was acquiescing to his words.As for Queenie, her eyes widened when she heard the word “convicted”. She knew that she had to be pregnant with a son if she wanted to get to the top. The fact that she had also been in jail was a big problem for her too. She was lucky that Harvey’s wife had only given birth to a daughter. Her chances of getting to the top would be greater If she could give birth to a boy and get Martin to befriend Wilson. Queenie pretended that she truly cared about Clara and whispered to her, “Clara, I just wanted to invite you to dinner. I didn’t know that it would turn out like this. However, Harvey’s friends are all from wealthy families. We could take this chance to make some money for a better future.”“Is that so?” Clara said with a straight face. She had never told Queenie about her relationship with Wilson, and the people in the room only knew t