"If you're more than just friends, then Peter Wall's done for," Wilson said expressionlessly without a hint of anger on his face.But Clara felt her blood freeze. He... wasn't joking, he was dead serious!If she became more than just friends with Peter, he might actually do something to Peter."Nothing will happen between me and him," she said after a short pause, then squirmed, "Can you let me go now? This position is uncomfortable."He stared at her for a moment, then released his grip.She adjusted her posture and said, "I want to go back to the hotel."Wilson instructed the driver, "To the hotel."The car headed towards the hotel. Throughout the ride, Clara couldn't help but feel unsettled. It seemed like Wilson's gaze was always on her, trying to see through her.It wasn’t that long ago that she desperately wanted to see him, but now that he was sitting next to her, she didn't know what to say.Perhaps, deep down, she already understood that no matter how hard she pleaded
"Remember when I begged you for a chance to stay by your side? I said I'd make you fall in love with me again. All I need is one chance. But you refused," he said.Her face turned pale, but she kept quiet, waiting for him to continue."Today, I'll give you a chance. If you can make me have sex with you willingly, then I’ll let Queenie Yale go," he said.Her expression changed abruptly when she heard that. She looked at him with shock, unable to believe what she had just heard."But... I'm pregnant," she said."That shouldn't be a problem, right? You're already past the early stages of pregnancy. Even if you ask a doctor, they'll say it's fine," he said indifferently. "I thought you'd do anything for your friend. Don't you want this opportunity that I'm giving you? Moreover, I said willingly. Do you seriously think that I, who no longer loves you, would willingly do such a thing with you?"Clara's face flushed red.She knew he was trying to humiliate her to get back at her for wh
Those rare moments of warmth that they shared, she cherished them deeply. Finally, he ended the kiss and traced his fingertips across her moist lips. "That's how you're supposed to do it. Understand?" he asked.She snapped back to reality, her gaze cloudy.Her chest seemed to be stirred by something.Clara stepped back, breathing heavily. "You...""What's wrong? Aren't you going to continue? Or is that the extent of your determination to find your friend?" he asked.Clara bit her lip. She's afraid, and she didn't know why.What was she afraid of? Even if they ended up in bed, it wouldn't be their first time. Besides, she still loved him! Even though he no longer loved her, even though he had forgotten their love, she still remembered!But she didn't want to... She didn't want to do it with him under such circumstances. She didn't want to do it with him when he didn't truly love her.Clara clenched her fists tightly, forcing herself to bow down to reality.Wilson frowned. Her
In that fleeting moment, he actually believed that she's in love with him! How could he have such a delusion?! Wilson shook his head. That's absolutely impossible! If she really did love him, she wouldn't have rejected him without any hesitation despite everything he did to try to win her back..."Clara, you're just a woman I once loved," he said, as if he was reminding himself of that!That night, Clara received a call from Peter. "Um... I'm sorry if I caused any misunderstanding between you and Mr. Birch," Peter said."No, it's fine," Clara replied."Also, you forgot to take home the gift I bought for Yanny. I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. Should I come to your hotel and give it to you?" Peter suggested."You're leaving the day after tomorrow?" Clara asked."Yes, I'm almost done with my business here. I'll have a final meeting with my client tomorrow and wrap up the work," Peter explained."Well then... instead of that, can you just take the gift back to Solaria and giv
"It’s lunchtime. Do you mind having lunch with me?" Madam Birch asked. Without waiting for Clara's response, she placed the order.Dishes were brought out one by one, each one exquisitely presented, but Clara had no appetite."Madam Birch, the lunch doesn't matter. If you want to tell me anything, please get straight to the point. I don't like beating around the bush," Clara said.Madam Birch chuckled. "Well said, Miss Wells. You don't like beating around the bush, and neither do I. But, well, you've led me around in circles, haven't you? Back at the hospital, I thought we had an agreement. I even admired your decisiveness and felt bad for you. I never expected you to go back on your word!"Clara looked her right in the eye and said, "Rest assured, Madam Birch, I didn't come to Latveria to reconcile with Wilson. I just need his help with something. As soon as he agrees, I'll return to Solaria immediately and stop bothering him."Madam Birch scrutinized Clara suspiciously. "You nee
"But I want you to promise me that, from now on, unless it's for something related to the children, don't show yourself before Wilson again! Stop bothering him!" Madam Birch said.Clara was about to reply when the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open. The person who came in was not a waiter, but Wilson."Shouldn't I have a say in this? After all, this agreement concerns me." Wilson walked into the private room and casually pulled out a chair to sit down.Madam Birch was visibly surprised to see her son, "Wilson, what are you doing here?""Why can't I be here? If I hadn't come, would you have made a deal behind my back?" Wilson asked.His gaze then fell on Clara, "What conditions did you and my mother agree on? Let me guess. My mother wants you to promise never to appear before me again, and she'll help Queenie Yale get probation, is that right?"Even though he didn't hear the entire conversation, he could roughly guess based on the bits he heard when he walked in.C
"Mom, I need to take care of something, and I'm taking her with me, so she won't be having lunch with you," Wilson said. He then left the private room with Clara.Alone in the private room, Madam Birch sat with anger in her eyes. Her son was outstanding in every aspect, and she hardly had to worry about him. However, when it came to relationships, her son was a complete mess. He's getting involved with Clara again. She feared that, one day, he might lose his life because of Clara."What a tragedy! What a tragedy!" Madam Birch sighed bitterly.Meanwhile, outside the clubhouse, Wilson brought Clara to his car without giving her a chance to speak. He swiftly placed her in the back seat and got in himself."Wilson! What are you doing? Where are you taking me?" Clara shouted."It's lunchtime, so we'll have lunch first," Wilson replied nonchalantly. He instructed the driver to start the car.As the car slowly left the clubhouse, Clara tried to free herself from Wilson's grasp by tw
And now? He's peeling shrimp for her again, but why? He shouldn't have any feelings for her anymore. She's the one who needed something from him. What would he gain from peeling shrimp for her?When he finished peeling the shrimp and placed it into her bowl, she stared at the shrimp absentmindedly, lost in thought."Aren't you going to eat it?" she heard him ask.She pursed her lips and took a deep breath. "Wilson, are you taking revenge on me?" she asked.His eyes narrowed, glaring at her. "Because I cruelly chose to split up with you and mercilessly trampled upon your pride, you want to take revenge on me, right?" she looked up at him and asked."You think I want to take revenge on you?""You no longer love me, yet you're peeling shrimp for me," she forced a bitter smile. "Your tenderness makes me wonder if you want me to fall in love with you so that I can taste the pain of unrequited love too."His face turned icy. "What?""If you want revenge, that’s fine. But I hope you