Mrs. Wells knew how much pain Clara had suffered. Although Wilson seemed pitiful, her daughter had endured much worse than him!"Okay, Mom. You should go to bed early," Clara said, ending the conversation.Clara watched her mom return to the room, and something cramped in her chest, so she crossed her arms against the chest. Finally, she lowered her gaze and let out a sigh. Ever since coming back, all she could think about was what she had seen in Wilson's office—the scene where Queenie was leaning against Wilson. Her logical brain knew something was strange about what she had seen, but she could not push away the emotions she felt witnessing it. Clara knew Queenie had no interaction with Wilson before, but what was with the pang in her chest? She had almost impulsively tried to run to them and pull them apart. What was wrong with her? She should not have cared!Her marriage to Wilson was nothing more than a marriage of convenience. A divorce was agreed upon at the time of the m
Wilson shifted his gaze and glanced at his son. "Well… Come, Yanny. Let's go.""Dad." Yannick hesitated for a moment before he called out to Wilson. Although it was just a word, it brought a smile to Wilson's face, and his eyes moistened. Wilson knew he should be content with this. He had done so many things wrong, but Yanny was still willing to call him Dad again. Clara watched the father and son interact, and the faintest glimmer of emotion flickered in her gaze.When the three arrived at Yannick's school, the school was bustling and filled with a crowd of happy parents and children. While the school event was going on, the parents accompanied their children to their respective classes.Each class would run a themed activity, and the parents and children would participate together. One of the classes had a haunted house, so the parents and children would act as ghosts and monsters in the decorated classroom with special sound and lighting effects.Some classes hosted an escap
For the class event, Clara chose a simple vintage dress that fit right over her clothes. Meanwhile, Wilson decided to wear a military uniform from the early 20th century. Clara was instantly charmed by Wilson's new look. It was her first time seeing Wilson in uniform. She never knew he would look so stunning in a military uniform!The people around them gasped, especially the children. Some of the women were surprised by Wilson's look too. The girls in Yannick's class were already about ten years old. Most of them were into the latest celebrities, and they all stared at Wilson in starstruck awe. Some of them even took out their phone and took pictures of Wilson.Wilson did not mind at all. He did what was asked of him and began to serve as a waiter. Thanks to Wilson, the beverages store's business in the morning was great. Many parents and students from other classes came over, hoping Wilson would serve them. Yannick's homeroom teacher could not resist taking a picture of Wilson
With her head down, Clara could not see what Wilson was doing. It made her very nervous, but she had no idea why she felt this way.Wilson gently untangled her hair from the button. He was strangely grateful—and just as strangely happy—that someone came up with the idea of dressing up for the school event. Her hair got tangled, so he could openly be close to her again. She was so quiet in his arms, and it was rare for her to stay so close without her pushing him away.This special moment reminded him of the past. When Clara was in love with him, she loved leaning into his arms and speaking to him in a soft voice."Wilson, you know what? I feel so safe in your arms. It feels like I don't have to be afraid of anything in your embrace, even if the sky is falling."But in fact, he was the reason that caused her world to come crashing down! As Wilson thought of that, the light in his eyes dimmed. He could not provide her any sense of security. All he gave to her was fear. Wilson haste
Since Caden was studying in the school, it meant Serenity and Jackson would naturally participate in the school event.After a while, Clara finally found Serenity and Jackson accompanying their son Caden. The items Caden had put up for sale were all sold out, so Caden stood with Cynthia and followed her around.Yara and Logan Jenkins were also there, busy taking care of Cynthia and Caden. However, Clara knew the couple's true colors and never liked them.Serenity was surprised to see Wilson accompanying Clara at the school event. After exchanging greetings, Serenity pulled Clara aside and spoke to her in a whisper. "That's rare. I didn't expect Wilson to come with you.""I don't want Yanny to have regrets. If I'm the only one who ever accompanies Yanny to school events, the gossip will always be there," Clara explained. She did not want the unwanted gossip to cause more harm to her son."Why did you bring Wilson along? Just for Yanny?" Serenity asked.Clara pursed her lips, and s
When the three of them arrived at the school cafeteria, Wilson and Yannick went to get something to eat and drink, and Clara waited for them after finding a place to sit.As Clara watched the father and son each holding a tray and grabbing the food, her eyes moistened slightly. This was a usual interaction for any ordinary family, but it was rare for them. Once, Clara thought Wilson and Yannick would never get along as father and son, but she was surprised by their interaction this time. Perhaps Wilson and Yannick shared a bond as father and son, after all. And what about her? Her feelings for Wilson, how much of it was left?Clara wondered if she really had no feelings left for Wilson. Why was she breathless with discomfort when she heard about Wilson drawing blood for her? Was it just because she wanted to owe him nothing?Clara thought living her best to the end meant raising her children, taking care of her mother in her old age, and living the rest of her life in solitude. Bu
"Thank you for today. Yanny enjoyed it a lot," Clara said. She could tell that her son was in a great mood in Wilson's presence."That's what a father should do. You don't have to say thanks. I owe Yanny a lot," Wilson said, hesitating slightly. After a short pause, he began to speak nervously. "Clara, when you came to my office, what you saw was…" Clara interrupted Wilson before he could finish speaking. "You don't have to explain!""But you're my wife, aren't you?" Wilson stared at her with a burning gaze and a hint of a plea in his eyes."I know we're going to be divorced eventually, but at least, for now, you're still my wife. Don't you want to hear my explanation?"Clara could not refute it because of his words and the look in his eyes.Wilson spoke slowly. She might not be willing to listen to what he was going to say, but he must explain it to her. He did not want her to get the wrong idea and misunderstand him again!"Queenie came to tell me about your time in prison
Wilson returned to his car and drove carefully away from the store and down the road. He caught a last glimpse of Clara in the rearview mirror and saw her smiling at Peter—a smile she had not given Wilson in years. Wilson withdrew his gaze, telling himself that it was best not to bother her anymore. When Clara was done with the inventory count, she looked up and realized that Wilson was not around. A strange disappointment filled her that Wilson was gone from the store. Did he leave? Why did he leave without saying a thing?"Hmm? Did Mr. Birch leave?" Peter's surprised voice rang from behind."Yeah, he left," Clara said."Are you and Mr. Birch now reconciled and back together?" Peter asked.Clara was startled and quickly denied it. "No, we're not back together. Things are still the same as before."Peter scratched the back of his head uneasily. "I thought you guys were back together. The way you were looking around for him… You seemed afraid that you couldn't find him. I tho