When they got to the car, Serenity spoke to Jackson. "I have a favor to ask.""Just tell me how I can help," Jackson said, cutting to the chase."Well, it's about Queenie…" Serenity told Jackson what she had in mind, and his brows furrowed slightly. "Your plan is indeed feasible, but it may be too much work.""I don't want to let Queenie escape her crime without punishment. Even if she's sentenced to probation and temporarily released, there may be other ways to put her in prison. I just don't want someone like her to defy the law," Serenity said. "Alright. I'll handle this, and it'll go as you wish." Jackson gave her a smile. He knew Serenity was a brave, strong girl who wanted justice. She respected the law and expressed in this way her loyalty to it. It was also the reason why she continued her career as a lawyer.Meanwhile, Clara and Wilson were in the car, heading somewhere else instead of Clara's store. Clara realized this and asked, "Where are we going?""Let's have din
When Clara returned to the private dining room, she wanted to pick up the broken pieces of the cup on the floor. Wilson quickly came over and stopped her. "Don't. Let me." He bent down and picked up the broken pieces of the cup.Clara stared at Wilson, and tears almost pricked her eyes. Although Wilson had no more feelings for her, he was still as gentle as ever.The food was served shortly after. Clara realized that Wilson had ordered all her favorite dishes, and they were suitable for pregnant women.Halfway through the meal, Clara began to speak. "Wilson, I've got a favor to ask. Can you help put on a show?""Show?" Wilson turned to Clara with doubts in his eyes. "I'm not an actor.""You just need to play along," Clara said, explaining Serenity's plan to Wilson. "I-I don't want to let Queenie off the hook. It'd be best for her to be punished by the law!""Looks like you've got a knack for giving me a hard time. First, you say you want to spare Queenie, and now, you want me to
Clara glanced around the large residence. Everything was brand new in this beautifully decorated residence. It had everything she needed, but the only thing that felt missing was a sense of life in the house. "Okay, I'll think about it," Clara told Wilson and thought maybe she needed to do something to make their home feel more alive."Move in within the next two days. I'll have someone help you move your stuff," Wilson ordered."In two days?" Clara gasped in shock. "Is it so urgent?""Too soon? How long do you expect to take?"Wilson asked in reply. "You were in such a rush when you got me to agree to your demands. Now that it's time to fulfill your promise, you say it's too urgent?"Clara was speechless, looking at the man at a loss.The look in her eyes softened his heart. Wilson said, "I'll try my best to do what I promised you, so likewise, I hope you'll do your best to fulfill your end of the promise too.""Y-Yes. We'll live together like a normal couple, but…" Clara bit h
"Yes. But it's not far, it's just two stops from here. It'll be easy for me to get here. It's just that I'll have to trouble you to take care of Yanny," Clara said."Yanny is my grandson. Of course, I would take care of him. But I'm worried about you. Can Wilson take care of you with your big belly?" Mrs. Wells said, concerned about her daughter's wellbeing.Clara reassured her mother, "Even if he's bad at it, he'll find someone who can. Besides, I'll come over whenever he's not around. I guess I'll come over during the day but go back at night. I don't think I'll be spending the whole day with him.""Right." Mrs. Wells gave it a thought and was relieved about that. Even if her daughter was unwell, she could go to her daughter's place during the day and take care of her. Maybe she could find someone else to help her at the store.The next day, Clara spoke to her son about this. However, Clara could not tell Yannick the full truth. She said she had to live with Wilson for a while be
Yannick finally broke into a smile, the worry and fear in his eyes fading away. "I like Mommy the best!" Yannick wanted to grow up quickly and protect his family, including his unborn sibling.Clara was relieved to see her son smiling again. The next day, Clara went to see Queenie at the detention center.Queenie glared at Clara with hatred. She had lost her child, but Clara was heavily pregnant, and her baby was still well and alive! How could life be so unfair? Queenie swore after getting out, she would make Clara's life difficult!"So, when do I get out?" Queenie looked up at Clara with a smug look on her face. She seemed certain she would get out really soon."I've done my best, but there's no way you'll be acquitted. The police have a record of your crimes, so at best, you'll get probation," Clara said."What? Probation?!" Queenie raised her eyebrows. "Even if it's probation, that means I'll still have a criminal record! You know the difference between probation and acqui
Wilson was coming over at night. Clara's heart squeezed at the thought, suddenly realizing that she would be staying here for quite some time.It was around evening when Clara briefly unpacked her belongings. She looked at the refrigerator and saw that it was fully stocked with all kinds of fresh ingredients. After looking at the time, Clara took out some ingredients and began making dinner.Clara made some simple food for dinner. Although she was five months pregnant, it did not stop her from cooking. She wanted to call Wilson to ask when he would come back, only to remember that he had blocked her number. Clara could not contact him during her trip to Latveria. She had had to reach out to Frank in order to get in touch with Wilson. This time, Clara waited until seven at night. Realizing that Wilson would probably be late, she ate her dinner first and put the rest away while waiting for Wilson to come back.Clara sat on the couch, cuddled up with a pillow. The large living room
Clara snapped back to reality and accidentally blurted out, "W-We're married! I think it's okay to touch your face like this."Surprise flashed through Wilson's eyes. "Yes. We're married," he said calmly and straightened up. "Don't sleep in the living room again. Go to the bedroom to sleep, or you'll catch a cold.""Okay," Clara responded. "Have you eaten? I've left some food for you, so heat it up and…" she said but stopped halfway through her sentence.Clara looked at the time and realized it was already ten at night. Wilson must have already eaten dinner by this hour."Oh, I didn't realize it was so late. You must have eaten already. I'll go clean up the kitchen." Clara got up, heading to the kitchen.Wilson grabbed her arm. "You made dinner?""Well, I was going to eat with you," Clara answered in a mumble. "Why didn't you call me?" Wilson questioned."I was going to call, but… I think you blacklisted my number. I couldn't get through," Clara explained.Wilson's brow furro
"By the way, I looked around and found four rooms here. There are bedrooms, so I picked the second bedroom," Clara informed Wilson as he walked out of the kitchen."Why the second bedroom? Are you planning to leave the master bedroom to me? And then we'll sleep in separate rooms?" Wilson mused.Indeed, that was what Clara intended to do, but hearing it from Wilson felt like he had looked into her brain and read all her thoughts. "I thought I'd made it clear to you. We're going to live like a normal couple for a year or so. I'm not looking for a housemate," Wilson reminded. "Are you planning to honor your promise or not? If you do, sleep in the master bedroom tonight. Also, when you use the bathroom, leave the door unlocked. Huh?! Clara was startled. "W-Why can't I keep the bathroom door closed?" she asked, her face slightly reddened by the question."If anything happens to you in the bedroom, I can get in without breaking the door. It'll save me a lot of time," Wilson stated.