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
Jackson suddenly tightened his arms, hugging Serenity emotionally. Every time he looked at Wilson, he realized how lucky he was.Jackson stood by and watched Serenity's imprisonment even though he knew she was wrongly accused. If he had intervened, she would not have suffered so much in prison. But luckily, Serenity forgave him and was willing to be with him."Thank you," he said in a low whisper.Serenity let out a laugh. "What's wrong? Aren't we talking about Clara and Wilson? Why are you saying thanks suddenly?""Thanks for forgiving me. If you hadn't, I'd probably be more miserable than Wilson now," Jackson confessed.Serenity turned around, her eyes staring at him. "Jack, for me, this is the only way I'll truly be happy. Because no one else can love me like you do, and I love you as much as you do."After a short pause, she put her hand on his cheek. "Thank you for loving me so much."Serenity was glad Jackson had fallen in love with her. If he had not, maybe her fate would
Harvey would not stop beating Queenie, and not long after, purple bruises started to form under Harvey's harsh beating. "Harvey, listen to me…" Queenie begged, "I went to Wilson for the sake of your business… I did it for you…""Do you think I'm a fool? I know what you're thinking, Queenie," Harvey hissed. "Look at you. You were in prison, but you're living such a good life now. You should be glad I gave you all these things, and you're so lucky.""Since you're trying so hard to get Wilson to sleep with you, do it yourself. I can't keep an ambitious woman like you here! Also, I'm taking this house back. You have three days to leave!" Harvey was about to leave after telling Queenie this. Queenie was so shocked at the breakup. Ignoring the pain, she tried to hold Harvey back. She would have nothing after Harvey kicked her out."Harvey! Don't kick me out! I've been with you for so many years, and I'm really doing this for you. I won't go to Wilson anymore! I'll talk to Clara again
Three days later, Queenie came to visit Clara at her store again. Queenie was pale and bruised, and she looked haggard and tired. Clara stared at Queenie, dumbfounded at her appearance."What happened to you?" Clara asked.Queenie forced a smile. "Harvey did it. He was angry that I was useless and couldn't help him win the deal with Birch Group, so he beat me."Clara fell silent. Queenie had come to her before, hoping Clara would speak to Wilson to help Harvey in his business, but Clara had refused.Queenie studied Clara's reaction and pretended to be generous and easygoing. "Clara, don't take it to heart. It's not your fault. I fell in love with the wrong person. I didn't expect him to hurt me just because I couldn't help him win the project."After a short pause, Qunnie said, seemingly apologetic, "Sorry for what I said last time. Don't take it to heart! I was in a bad mood, and I was very rude. Now that I think of it, I'm glad I didn't help Harvey and his terrible friends win
"I'll be careful," Clara told Queenie."By the way, do you know about Mr. Brooks? During the White family's party, he was so rude to you. Now, he's in deep trouble. He's about to go bankrupt, and all his business is gone. He's looking for financing, but no one dares to lend him any money," Queenie mentioned suddenly.Clara listened quietly with no expression on her face.Queenie studied Clara's expression and said meaningfully, "Mr. Brooks is suddenly in such a bad situation just because he offended Wilson. Clara, you're so lucky to be married to a man like Wilson who even stood up for you. I'm so unlucky to have spent my youth with a heartless man like Harvey.""I'm sure you'll live a better life and meet someone you love eventually," Clara said."Really? Well… How about you introduce someone to me? I'm sure Wilson has a lot of young talents in his company. Why don't you help match me up with them, and if it works out, I'll always be grateful for your help," Queenie said with a l
Queenie got out of the car and returned to the church. Since the front passenger seat was occupied by Queenie's belongings, Clara stayed in the backseat. The door was closed, and the car keys were left in the car.As the scent inside the car grew stronger, Clara leaned back in the car and grew drowsy. It seemed to be the scent from the good luck charm Queenie had given her. Soon, she began to drift off to sleep.A few moments later, two men sneaked their way to the car. They casually opened the door, got inside, and drove off.When Queenie came out of the church, her car was gone from where she had parked it. She anxiously ran back to the church to ask. At last, she called the police. "Hello? Something terrible has happened! My car has disappeared, and my friend is still in the car! I tried to call her, but she was unreachable. Can you help me look for my friend and the car? The address is…" Queenie said, panic in her voice.After disconnecting the call to the police, she kept he