Wilson was staring at her intensely. Clara quickly sat up with a blush. “I… I will be going back to my ward first. You should rest more.” After saying that, she hurriedly got out of the bed and left. Wilson looked at her until she completely disappeared from his sight before he lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.Although his hands were hurt, his heart was leaping with joy. Last night, he had shared a bed with Clara. It was a moment which he had longed for for years. It didn’t matter if Clara did that out of pity, he still cherished the moment with her. He didn’t sleep even after she fell asleep. He was afraid that everything would be a dream when he woke up. He had been telling himself to stay away from Clara and protect her from the shadows for the rest of his life, but there was a glimmer of hope for him to be together with her now. His expectations grew stronger when he saw her reddened face just now. He wondered whether they could fall in love with each ot
A person who had once helped her had now turned against her and harmed her. Clara couldn’t help but sigh at the change. After Yannick got off school, Mrs. Wells would bring home-cooked meals for Clara. Mrs. Wells didn’t need to prepare anything for Wilson because his liquid food was prepared by the hospital. When Wilson was able to get out of bed on the third day of hospitalization, he would often go to Clara’s ward to watch her eat and communicate with her in sign language.Clara had learned sign language because of Yannick. She could still remember it although Yannick had a cochlear implant and could communicate freely now. She hadn’t expected Wilson to know sign language, and he was pretty good at it. Both of them could communicate smoothly using sign language. Clara knew at once that Wilson had learned it because of Yannick. Wilson had done a lot of things quietly for Clara and Yannick over the years. She hadn’t noticed anything because he had never told her about it
“It’s fine. I want to know what he wants with me.” Clara asked the nurse to bring Harvey into her ward. She was surprised to see Harvey looking haggard and disheveled. He was wearing a wrinkled suit and no longer looked smart like the first time she met him.Harvey was anxious when he met Wilson and Clara. “Mr. and Mrs. Birch, my family had nothing to do with Queenie. We didn’t know anything and we are not involved in the kidnapping incident. It was Queenie’s idea to do that. I’ve already broken up with her before she targeted you, Mrs. Birch. You can do a fact-check on that.” “Mr. Powell, why are you telling me this? If you’re afraid of being affected by this incident, you should talk to the police, not us,” Clara said. Harvey knew that he wasn't arrested by the police because he had nothing to do with the case, but everyone in the business circle knew that Queenie was his lover. Many people in Solaria knew that Queenie was apprehended although the police didn’t report it.
Queenie was confident when she asked Harvey to bring her message to Clara.“As long as you do that, I have a way to be acquitted on all counts. When people see that, they will think that I’m innocent, and they won’t think that you’ve offended the Birch family. You can get back on track by then.” Harvey was quite skeptical of Queenie's words as she was involved in a serious offense, but he could only believe her for now. “Mrs. Birch, you will visit Queenie, right?” Harvey had anticipated that Clara would agree to Queenie’s request. As long as Queenie was acquitted, he wouldn’t have to suffer any more losses in his business.“Mr. Powell, whether I'm going to meet her has nothing to do with you. Please leave now,” Clara ordered. “But…” Harvey wanted to continue pestering Clara, but Wilson glared at him coldly. Harvey kept quiet and left as he was afraid that he would speed up his downfall by making Wilson upset. “You don’t have to go and meet Queenie. I will entrust the lawy
“Listen to the doctors. You should stop talking,” Clara said. “You didn’t push me away because you didn’t want to hurt me, right?” Wilson continued talking. “You saved me. I shouldn’t push you away… if you want to hug me,” Clara stuttered. Wilson’s embrace made her restless. “Is that so? It doesn’t matter whether you’re being grateful or you’re pitying me, I’m fine as long as you have a little bit of me in your heart.” Wilson couldn’t bear the feeling of Clara looking at him as if he was a stranger to her. “Wilson, what are you trying to say?” “When you addressed me as your husband just now, I just want to ask if there’s the slightest chance that I can make our marriage a lifetime? Can I be your husband?” Wilson asked nervously. He had mustered all of his courage to say that. Clara didn’t know how to answer for a moment. She would have rejected him without hesitation previously, saying that it was impossible between them and that staying away from each other was the
Clara used to hate Wilson so much. She never thought that she would eventually let go of her hatred one day. “Can we still get back together?” Clara mumbled to herself in the silent room. She sighed and turned around to leave. “Clara… Don’t leave me…” Clara was startled by Wilson’s voice. Then, she realized that he was sleep-talking. No one knew how much determination it would take for her to say yes to him. The following day, Clara was discharged from the hospital. Serenity and Lisa came to pick her up. Wilson stood by Clara’s side as she was packing her belongings. He even wanted to escort her to Serenity’s car. In the end, Serenity teased him. “Mr. Birch, we won't lose Clare. We will send her back to her store safely. Don’t worry.” “I’m going home. Rest well. I’ll visit you soon,” Clara said to Wilson.“Got it,” Wilson responded obediently. When Clara was about to follow her best friends into the elevator, Wilson suddenly hugged her again and whispered in her
"That’s right, Clara. Wilson definitely loves you, so ultimately, it depends on your feelings for him," Lisa remarked. "If you still love him, why not give him and give yourself another chance? If it doesn't work out, you can just break up with him again. That way, at least you won't have any regrets."Clara sighed, "But I'm scared... If we reconcile and then break up again, I don't know if I can survive the heartbreak this time.""You’re afraid Wilson might betray you again, causing you more pain?" Lisa asked.Clara kept quiet, confirming Lisa's assumption."Then it comes down to whether you believe in his love for you or not. If you do, I think you should take the risk," Lisa suggested. "Life is full of uncertainties anyway. Until the very end, we can never know how things will turn out. When I got together with Terry, I had similar concerns, but instead of hesitating, I decided to just do it. At least, I won't have any regrets in the future!"Clara looked at Lisa with surprise.
Clara's mother stared at her daughter in disbelief, her eyes filled with astonishment. "What did you just say?""I mean, if Wilson and I were to reconcile, would you be okay with it?" Clara repeated.Her mother asked anxiously, "You want to give it another try with Wilson?""Wilson brought it up at the hospital. He wants us to be husband and wife for real, not just for appearances for the sake of the children," Clara took a deep breath, meeting her mother's gaze. Her mother had always been there for her through the dark times. "Mom, I still have feelings for Wilson. I'm not sure if these feelings have always been there and I’ve just ignored them, or if they've only developed recently, but I think he holds a place in my heart."Clara told her mother her true feelings.Her mother listened attentively, then responded gently, "Since you have feelings for him, and you two already have two children together, there's nothing wrong with starting over. After all these years, you haven't fa