"I know your difficulties, so I came here to try my luck. Is Wilson in the office right now?" Clara enquired."He is, but he's in the middle of an important meeting.""Can you tell me where the conference room is? I'll go there myself. Didn't Wilson say you'd help me with anything I want to do?"Frank looked at Clara, but his voice stuck in his throat. He scratched the back of his neck. "But if Mr. Birch sees you, he might…""I'll take the blame," Clara said. "I forced you to tell me where he was."Clara assured Frank, so he had no choice but to agree. "I'll take you there." He would rather accompany her and not let her get into any unexpected situation, especially since she was pregnant with Wilson's baby."Thank you," Clara said.The receptionist watched as Frank led Clara into an elevator not far away, aghast at the turn of events. What just happened? Did Frank just refer to Clara as Madam? Who was she? Could she be Mr. Birch's wife? She was pregnant with a big belly. If sh
As the familiar figure came into view, Clara shuddered. Wilson!Wilson was tall of stature, and although slightly thinner than the last time she had met him in the hospital, he still looked good in a suit. Clara wrinkled her nose with emotion, staring at the cold look on Wilson's face. Her eyes watered.Clara never realized how much she wanted to see him again. This desire was not because of Summer, but also because of her yearning. She just wanted to see him. She wanted to know about his recovery and how he was doing."Wilson..." Clara called out in an inaudible whisper. But even so, it caught his attention.Wilson was talking to the person walking next to him, but when he heard her, he stopped dead in his tracks and turned to her.The moment their eyes met, Clara's heart throbbed. Wilson was looking at her with a terrifyingly unfamiliar gaze. It was as if she was just someone he knew and nothing more.Clara looked into Wilson's eyes and seemed to understand why Frank had said W
Clara refused to let go. Wilson increased his strength, and it began to hurt her fingers."You should let go, or you'll be the only one who suffers," Wilson said, a hint of impatience in his tone."Wilson, I know I shouldn't bother you, but I need your help," Clara said urgently. "I have a very important friend, Summer Hope. Summer helped me a lot when I was in prison. I had a labor complication when I gave birth to Yanny, and she saved me. But over the years, I lost contact with her. Queenie says she knows where Summer is…"Clara quickly spelled out Queenie's demand. "I hope you can write a letter to the judge. Can you talk to your attorney? Queenie wants the trial to result in an acquittal."Wilson gave Clara a cold look. "You're asking me to spare a woman who almost got me killed?"Clara's breath hitched in her throat. Queenie's initial intention was to harm her, not Wilson. However, Wilson ended up hurt and had to be sent to the emergency room. If there had not been enough blo
This was karma, Clara thought, putting a hand to her chest. What Wilson did to her was the same as what she had done to him before. What she did to him at the hospital was cruel and heartless, and he did the same to her this time. She wondered if he shared the same pain the other day, and the idea of that made her chest feel tight. -"What? Clara went to Latveria alone?!"Serenity went to visit Clara at her store in Solaria and learned from Mrs. Wells that Clara had gone alone to Latveria."Yes. She wants to meet Wilson and talk about Queenie's case," Mrs. Wells explained."But Clara is heavily pregnant! And she's all alone…""Wilson arranged for his assistant to help Clara, so Frank helped her with food and accommodation arrangements," Mrs. Wells told Serenity about what she had learned from the conversation on the phone with Clara yesterday.Serenity was relieved to hear that, but she called Clara on the way home anyway."Clara! Why didn't you tell me about your visit to L
Clara looked at the time and waited. She knew Wilson had gotten over her and was cold and unfeeling toward her, but she still had to try. There was nothing else Clara could do. She could only beg for Wilson's help. Clara waited until the iron gates were finally open. When she saw a black sedan slowly drive out, she hurried over and shouted at Wilson through the backseat window. "Wilson, please listen to me. I know you don't want to see me, but I need your help." The man in the driver seat inquired, "Mr. Birch, do you want to stop the car?""No. Drive to the office," Wilson said coldly, catching a glimpse of Clara's face outside the window. Clara stood near the car and anxiously banged on the window. Despite that, Wilson quickly withdrew his gaze and looked away. He no longer had any feelings for her and remained indifferent.Clara watched the car drive away with a blank stare on her face. Bitter disappointment shadowed her eyes as she realized Wilson would not stop for her. R
Frank sighed at Clara’s stubbornness. “Please wait for a moment then. I’ll let Mr. Birch know that you want to see him.” “Thank you.”Frank entered Wilson’s office while the other secretaries looked at Clara curiously. They all knew about Clara’s identity as Wilson’s wife, but they hadn’t made it official to the public yet. Clara was pregnant, and rumor had it that Wilson stayed in Solaria for her. Clara should be very important to Wilson, and he had even arranged for Frank to serve her. However, it was difficult for Clara to meet Wilson now. Various speculations arose in everyone’s heart. Meanwhile, in Wilson’s office, Frank told Wilson that Clara was waiting for him outside. “Since she wants to wait for me, let her wait,” Wilson said nonchalantly. “Alright,” Frank answered and left the office and went to Clara. “Sorry, Mr. Birch doesn’t want to see you,” he told her. “That’s fine. I’ll wait here then.” Clara found a place to sit quietly without disturbing the oth
“No, I’m fine. The baby kicked me.” It was the first time for Clara to clearly feel the fetal movement. What she felt previously were only faint kicks. “The baby kicked you?” Wilson hadn’t expected that. Looking at Wilson’s surprised expression, Clara grabbed his hand and put it on her belly instantly. “See, the baby is moving again.” Wilson was stunned when he felt the baby kick him rhythmically. It was a new and strange feeling for him. He was in awe, and that feeling reminded him that it was his baby in Clara’s belly now. Some images flashed across his mind, and his eyes darkened. Clara snapped back to her senses when the fetal movements stopped. She realized that she had grabbed Wilson's hand and made him touch her belly. She felt embarrassed as the movements had stopped, but his hands were still pressed against her belly. She blushed, and the spot where Wilson had touched was warm. “Thanks!” Clara flusteredly stepped back and took the thermos before stuffing it
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know what else I could do to get you to talk to me,” Clara said. “I used to love you very much, right?” Wilson asked calmly. Clara was puzzled by his question. “But, I don’t feel a thing for you now no matter how much I loved you in the past. I don’t have any sympathy or love for you now. I won’t budge even if you go to the office every day to make me agree to your request. Your actions disgust me instead of making me feel sorry for you,” Wilson said while looking at Clara. His eyes were not displaying any emotions, almost as if he truly didn’t love her anymore. “I knew that I said a lot of things that hurt you in the hospital, which made you hate me. Wilson, please continue to hate me or punish me if you want. I’ll accept everything that you want to do to me. But, it’s two different things for now. I can do whatever you want as long as you spare Queenie!” Clara begged. “You’ll do whatever I want?” Wilson raised his eyebrows. “What if I want you to stay