The atmosphere in the black car was tense. In the front seat was Frank, who was looking anxious. Miss Wells... Miss Wells was actually with another man! And Mr. Birch saw them!Wilson tightly pursed his lips. He had come here to see her one last time before she left.Maybe it's to bid farewell to the feelings they once had, or maybe it's something else, but... he just wanted to see her one last time. When he decided to do this, he kept telling himself that it would be the last time, and after this, he would completely remove her from his heart!But he never expected to witness such a scene!She... she's actually with Peter Wall! They're going back to Solaria together!A wave of jealousy spread in Wilson's chest.Suddenly, Clara lost her balance, and she stumbled towards Peter.Peter quickly caught her, "Are you okay?""My legs suddenly went weak. Ever since I got pregnant, sometimes my legs would suddenly go weak," Clara explained."Could it be because of calcium deficienc
Clara's slap cut Wilson short."Stop, Wilson. If you really did love me once, then stop!" Her eyes were misty with tears, her voice choked with emotions.He was stunned, his throat felt as if it were being suffocated by a heavy weight. In the end, he didn't finish his sentence. Instead, he said, "If you don't want anything bad to happen to him, you better stay away from him!""Wilson, I already told you to leave Peter out of it!" Clara said, not wishing to involve the innocent.But Wilson misunderstood. He thought she was saying that because she really cared about Peter!"And what if I won’t? By the way, I remember when I found you, you're acting quite chummy with this guy. Were you already considering being with him back then? Well, he's divorced now. Is that your plan? Is that why you keep insisting on divorcing me after the baby is born? So that you can be with him?" Wilson questioned coldly."Mr. Birch, I think you've misunderstood. Clara and I..." Peter tried to explain, u
"But..." Peter hesitated, but Wilson's voice interrupted their conversation."Today, neither of you will be leaving without my permission!" Wilson yelled. He then instructed Frank, who was standing nearby, "Call the cops and tell them that my wife at the train station is with a stranger. Tell them to come here to handle this civil dispute.""Yes, Mr. Birch," Frank replied.Clara said anxiously, "Wilson, stop this. If you really hate me that much, then take it out on me. You can do whatever you want to me for revenge. Leave Peter alone. He's a good man, don't drag him into our affairs!""A good man?" Wilson walked up to Clara and pinched her chin. "Does that make me the bad guy? Is that why you wouldn't give me a chance no matter how desperately I begged you?!""I..." She wanted to speak, to explain, but suddenly, her brows furrowed and a low groan of pain escaped her mouth.Ouch!Her stomach... was hurting!Clara placed a hand on her abdomen. The intense fetal movements were ca
This woman was always putting others before herself. Had she ever done anything purely for herself?! Watching her beg him so humbly gave him no satisfaction at all. Instead, he felt frustrated and pained!"This baby isn't just yours, it's mine too. Of course I'll save the baby no matter what!" Wilson said in a low voice."Mr. Birch, we just ran a red light, so a police car is chasing us," Frank said."Keep driving!" Wilson ordered."Yes!"Clara suddenly felt something resting on the back of her hand. It took her a moment to realize that it was Wilson's hand.His hand was holding hers. "The baby will be fine, I promise!" he said.Clara stared at Wilson, stunned. She knew that nothing was guaranteed in this world, but his promise managed to assure her, making her believe that... their baby would definitely be fine!When the car stopped at the hospital entrance, Wilson carried Clara out of the car and instructed Frank, "Explain the situation to the police." With that, he rushed
7 months ago, the doctor only said there wouldn't be any major problems if everything went well. But now, it's clear that things were not going well. She's already experiencing this kind of pain at just five months pregnant.Would the pain come again? Every time it happened, it would be a danger to the baby.Wilson's face turned serious when he heard what the doctor said. After the doctors and nurses left the ward, Wilson asked Clara, who was lying weakly on the bed, "You still want to give birth to the baby?""Yes," Clara softly responded."But why? Don't you hate me? If you don't love me, why would you give birth to a baby carrying my blood?" he questioned.She remained silent for a moment before she said softly, "I... already did that once with Yanny."He seemed stunned, followed by a self-deprecating smile. "That's right, you already gave birth to Yanny anyway, so even if you hate me, you couldn't bear to abandon a new life, right?"Clara felt a pang in her heart. Yes, she c
Clara felt even more guilty.After ending the call with Peter, she made another call to her mother. "Mom, I'm not coming home today. Something came up and I'll be back in a few days.""What? Did something happen?" Mrs. Wells asked worriedly."It's nothing serious. I heard there's an experienced doctor here known for his expertise in obstetrics and gynecology. I want to consult the doctor for advice, but it's hard to get an appointment, so I'll have to return in a few days," Clara explained. She did not want her mother to worry, so she made up an excuse."Is that so?" Mrs. Wells did not doubt Clara's explanation. "Well, take care and be careful since you’re alone!""You too," Clara replied. "You'll be home alone with Yanny. If you need help, just ask Serenity and Lisa for help.""Sure, I know. I'll be fine. Don't worry!" Mrs. Wells reassured her. Mrs. Wells and Clara had been supporting each other for years and did not want to cause unnecessary worry to each other.Clara was exha
Wilson's deep eyes burned into Clara, and a mocking laughter escaped his throat.Even in her dreams, Clara thought about her unborn baby and her friend Summer. What about him? What was Wilson to her? Did he even have a place in her heart? Perhaps not! If Clara did care about him, she would not have been so cruel toward him. She gave him no chance and grew desperate to separate from him. Wilson forgot his love for Clara, but the funny thing was his emotions were still greatly affected by her."Clara, if only you had some love for me. I would've…" Wilson muttered to himself, turned around, and walked to the exit. There was no point staying in her ward. Listening to her calling out someone else's name made him realize how much of a failure he had been in the past. But the moment he opened the door, he heard the whispers from her dream again."Wilson… Sorry..."Wilson stopped dead in his tracks. He turned around and looked at the sleeping Clara in bewilderment. What was that? Was s
"Hmm? You don't want me here? Then who do you want here? Peter Wall?" Wilson mocked.Clara chewed on her lips, trying to think. "No, that's not it. I just thought… I thought you went home." She thought Wilson would rest at home instead of staying with her in the ward. He no longer loved her, after all.Wilson gave Clara a meaningful look and spoke slowly. "Clara, the doctor has spoken to you. If you insist on keeping the baby, the pain will happen again, just like it did today. Are you planning to keep the baby anyway?""Yes. I've made up my mind to keep the child. There's no point in thinking otherwise now," she said stubbornly."But giving birth to the child might shorten your life. Do you still want to persist? If you abort the baby, you may live to your seventies or eighties. If you have this child, you may live to your sixties, at best," Wilson stated.Although stunned at first, Clara chuckled after a short silence. "For me, living to my sixties is good enough. Besides, life