Chapter 2286

Madam Birch's words, though seemingly polite, carried a firm tone, leaving Clara at a loss for words.

However, Wilson intervened, saying, "Mom, I appreciate your care, but... I actually hope Clara can visit me more often. It will make me really happy."

Madam Birch glared at her son and said, "I'll go ask the doctor about your condition."

After Madam Birch left the ward, Clara felt a sense of relief as the oppressive atmosphere lightened.

"Don't mind her," Wilson assured Clara.

Clara smiled. "Your mother cares about you, that's all." Clara thought Madam Birch's attitude towards her wasn't that bad. At least, Madam Birch didn't try to openly embarrass her.

Placing the food on the bedside table next to Wilson, Clara said, "You can try this ground fermented rice drink first. It's made from rice and has a thick, satisfying consistency, so it's quite filling."

"Okay." Wilson accepted the drink from Clara with a smile.

As he tasted it, a gentle sweetness filled his mouth, accompanied