Wilson’s brows furrowed tightly, and he didn’t feel good. He was over their relationship, but seeing Clara in this state made him feel bad. “You can’t do that for me? See? Your friend and the children are more important to you than me. Why should I agree to your condition, then? You’re not willing to sacrifice anything even if you said so.” Wilson removed his arm from her grip and got into the car. Clara was left alone. She didn’t know what to do to save Summer. There was no way for her to save her friend. She could never agree to Wilson’s terms. She could only sob helplessly in place while wondering what had happened to Summer. She didn’t know whether Queenie was telling the truth or not. Clara’s figure was reflected in the rearview mirror of Wilson’s car.He quickly closed his eyes and told himself not to think too much about it. His emotions shouldn’t be affected by her as he didn’t love her anymore. He leaned back on the car seat and put his hand on his chest.
Clara smiled bitterly. “Thank you, but you won’t be able to help much.” Peter scratched his head. “You should be taking care of yourself first. Life goes on despite the difficulties. You’ll realize that today's difficulties are nothing when you look back one day.” Peter was surprised when they arrived at the hotel. He thought that Clara would be staying at an average hotel, but they were at a high-class hotel. “You’re staying here?”“A friend arranged it for me,” Clara replied. Just then, Peter’s stomach growled, and he smiled embarrassedly. “Ugh, I haven’t had dinner yet. I’ll make a move first since you’re back at the hotel.” “Come on, I’m a little hungry too,” Clara said. There was a pasta house in front of the hotel, and they went there for dinner. While Peter was taking a bite, Clara asked, “Who’s babysitting Riley since you’re in Latveria now?” “The woman next door takes care of her if I’m busy or outstation. She charges me two thousand dollars for that,” Pet
He wasn’t sure what was wrong with him. He kept telling himself not to be bothered by Clara and that their relationship was over even though he loved her very much back then. However, her broken expression had made him feel restless and difficult to breathe.So, he had ordered his driver to take him to Clara’s hotel in a daze. He wasn’t sure why he was doing this. Did he want to see Clara? He shouldn’t be paying attention to her. His mind was playing tricks on him that affected his feelings toward her. Wilson was even more surprised to see her with a man. In his memories, Peter was on good terms with Clara when they were in Solaria. Wilson wondered why they were in Latveria together. He was curious about their relationship. Clara had been begging him pitifully an hour ago, yet she was already smiling sweetly at another man now. He felt a pain spreading in his heart, and he was enraged. However, he didn’t know what he was angry about. Was he angry that she was smiling
Clara saw Wilson scrolling through her phone, and she stepped forward to snatch it. Wilson turned to the side, and Clara missed her aim. “You’re invading my privacy by flipping through my phone without my permission!” Wilson looked at the phone and asked, “Why haven't you deleted this picture?” It was the picture of Yannick with Wilson at the hospital. Although Wilson looked weak, he was still gently smiling at Yannick while Yannick was looking up at Wilson’s IV drip worriedly. Clara couldn’t help but take a picture of that moment, and she hadn’t deleted it. The picture was precious as there weren’t many photos of Wilson and Yannick together. “I didn’t delete it because Yannick looked good in the picture,” Clara made an excuse.She couldn’t bear to delete the photo at all. Ever since they broke up at the hospital, she would always look at the photo. It was only at this moment that she realized that she didn't have any photos of Wilson at all. She could only look at
Clara subconsciously retreated until her back was against the wall.Wilson placed his hands against the wall on both sides of her body and trapped her. He leaned in, and Clara could feel his breath on her face. Once again, he asked, “Do you regret it?” Clara lowered her eyes and trembled. Her eyelashes fluttered, and she looked at him. “I made the best choice for you and me at that moment.”“The best choice?” Wilson mocked. “Who are you to choose for me? Did you ask me beforehand? You decided it based on your assumptions!” “I…” Clara didn’t know what to say.Wilson brushed her lips with his fingers. “You know what? If you said that you had regretted it just now, I might have agreed to your request to leave Queenie alone. Too bad, you’ve missed your chance.” Clara looked straight into his eyes. “Even if I did say I regretted it, you wouldn't have agreed to my request.” Wilson was no longer the same man who used to love her. He would never agree to her so easily just because
“I don’t love anyone for now. I just want to live a quiet life with my children,” Clara said softly. “You’d better do that. I don’t want my children to call other men ‘Daddy’.”Wilson stepped back after saying that and shoved Clara’s phone back into her hand. “Clara, instead of spending time with Peter, why don’t you think about how to get me to agree to your request? After all, you came here to beg me for it, didn’t you?” Clara glared at Wilson while biting her lip. Her body went limp after he left the room. She didn’t know Wilson’s purpose for suddenly barging into her room to talk to her. She wondered if he was jealous because he saw her and Peter together, so he came here to find fault with her. That could be it. However, he shouldn’t be jealous as he didn’t feel a thing for Clara anymore. Clara was confused as Wilson even encouraged her to beg him more at the end of their talk. Wilson’s mother, Lessie, greeted Wilson when he arrived at the Birch residence. “
Lessie sighed in relief after Wilson went upstairs. She felt weak when Wilson looked at her suspiciously. The driver soon texted Wilson about the place where Peter was staying. Then, Wilson made a call and instructed the person on the other end of the line, “I'll send you a message in a moment, help me check the purpose of him visiting Latveria and the places that he had been to. Send someone to follow him as well.” “Got it, Mr. Birch,” the other person replied respectfully. Wilson hung up the call, walked over to the secret door in his room, and pushed it open. The size of the secret room was about 10 square feet. There was a mannequin wearing a wedding gown in the middle of the room. It was a complete set including the veil, shoes, and other accessories. Wilson had customized the wedding gown according to Clara’s measurements. He had never shown it to Clara, and she didn’t know the existence of it. There were various photos of Clara hanging on the wall. Some of the
“Are you feeling sorry for Clara? I think that Wilson is more pathetic than her. Clara can still survive without him, but he can’t do that. He can’t live properly at all, and that was why he chose hypnosis.”“I think Clare is still in love with Wilson, and there might be some other reason for her to make that decision,” Serenity said. “But she chose to leave Wilson in the end, right?” Jackson’s comment left Serenity speechless.“It can only mean that her love for Wilson was not deep enough, and it was best for Wilson to forget about his love toward her.” Serenity knew that Jackson was right, but she couldn’t help but worry at the thought of Wilson treating Clara coldly. Even if Clara didn’t love him much, it was sad when a relationship was only remembered by one party. “Well, stop thinking about them.” Jackson wrapped his arm around Serenity. “They should figure out their relationship alone. It's no use for you to worry about it. You should pay more attention to me.” “I d