"Yeah. He's going to save Clara even if it means risking his life," Jackson said.Serenity wrinkled her nose with emotions. Jack was right. Wilson would not stand by and do nothing. He would not just let Clara go. But she never imagined Wilson would be willing to risk his life again, and he was back in the operating room at such a time.Although his love for Clara had faded after the hypnotherapy, maybe it was still buried deep inside him, which was why Wilson chose to save Clara.Serenity and Jackson waited outside the operating room. As time passed, Serenity grew anxious. Would the operation be a success? And would Wilson and Clara be okay?Serenity hoped both of them would be safe. If only Clara survived, Clara would live the rest of her life grieving for Wilson's death. After all, Clara's greatest wish was for Wilson to live well. Mrs. Wells was back, waiting together near the operating room. After a long wait, the doctor finally came out from inside."Doctor! Is my daughter
Wilson woke up on the third day post-surgery. Serenity and Jackson visited him in the isolation ward, wearing the isolation gowns."The surgery was a success for both of you. You'll be transferred to the general ward in 24 hours. Clara has to wait a little longer, maybe more than 72 hours," Serenity explained."Is she conscious yet?" Wilson asked, his voice hoarse."Not yet, but the doctor says she'll be today," Serenity said. "Don't tell her about my liver in her body," Wilson warned Serenity."You saved her. Why are you keeping it a secret from her?" Serenity asked, curious."Because I want a clean break from her," Wilson stated."But you've got two kids with her. How can you ever have a clean break from her?" Serenity reminded him.Feeling weary, Wilson closed his eyes again. "Then I'll have a clean break… Apart from the children…"Wilson felt nothing but despair in this hopeless relationship for years. After all the struggle, he wanted a break. He wanted to break it off c
After knowing that Clara had given birth to her baby, Lisa and her husband came to visit her at the hospital.Lisa threw her a cheerful smile, "Thank goodness you're safe. You finally gave birth to your baby! I'm going to be a godmother again. Seems like the number of kids in our 'kindergarten' is growing!"Clara chuckled at Lisa's words. Her only regret was Wilson's absence. She had heard from Serenity about Wilson's departure. Wilson had left Solaria and returned to Latveria. Maybe their relationship was fated to end here.Summer contacted Clara after finding out about Clara's safe labor and surviving the crisis. "Congratulations on the new baby," she said in the video call."Thanks. Whenever you're in Solaria or I'm in Lanford, I'd like you to meet my two children," Clara said."That'll be nice. I envy you. You have a son and a daughter. If only I had…" Summer paused abruptly and stopped talking. The child that had been born dead was a pain in her heart. She dared not think a
"You're finally here to see me. I thought my husband was going to leave me to fend for myself," Joyce said mockingly."Hayden is sick. He needs a blood transfusion again. He's done it once with blood of the same type from the blood bank, but it didn't work out so well. The doctor said it would be best if the parents could supply the blood," Harry said with a weary look on his face.Hayden required a blood transfusion due to his sudden illness. Unfortunately, Harry's blood type was A, which was incompatible with Hayden's blood type B, so the only one who could help was Joyce.However, Joyce refused. "What? You're only here because you need my blood. If you don't, you'll never show up, will you?"Harry did not answer and gave her a cold look.Joyce snorted. "Harry, seriously? Aren't you the one who needs my help now? Can't you even make up a story and speak to me?""You're Hayden's mother," Harry said, his tone cold and indifferent. It was almost like a reminder to her, telling her
It had been many years since the car accident. It was going to take some effort to find that person. Even so, the evidence she had on hand might not be enough to convict that person!While lost in thoughts, a car suddenly pulled up, and Harry appeared before Summer. Summer was on high alert. She gave Harry a strange look and reflexively took a step back.Harry narrowed his eyes dangerously. "You're afraid of me?""I'm not afraid of you. I just hate you," Summer answered. She disliked him so much that she never wanted to get close to him again. She would unconsciously try to keep her distance, and every sight of him made her stomach churn in disgust. Harry flinched at the harshness in her voice, his face darkening at her frank answer. Summer said she hated him. Hearing this from her seemed so unbearable.A memory came to Harry—he heard Summer promise in her sweet voice, "Harry, I think I won't ever hate you in this life." But that was not what she was saying in the present. She
Harry's face changed. Summer then moved her wrist and tried to pull her hand out of his hold, but he grabbed her wrist very tightly and she could not break free."Didn't you say there's no point in wasting your energy on something useless? So what are you doing?" Harry mocked."Because it's unbearable," Summer answered. "I’m disgusted by your touch. It makes me nauseous."Harry tightened his grip. "Well, you'll have to bear it. I don't plan to let go, and struggling is useless."Summer flinched at the crushing grip he used. The grip on her wrist would probably leave a bruise. Even so, she was stubborn and refused to make a sound. She turned away and looked out the window, staring at the view of Lanford's streets at night. It was still so bright and dazzling, just like she remembered. Harry tightened his grip on her arm so hard. Those unaware of their story would have thought they were very close, but only she knew how much strength she needed to hold back the feeling of disgust.
The look on Harry's face changed. He leaned over and grabbed both her wrists, pressing her back against the back of the chair. "Bullshit? You think everything I told you was bullshit?!""Wasn't it? Harry, you see nothing but profit in your eyes. You don't know what love is!" Summer snapped. 'Don't know what love is?' Harry could not believe what he had just heard. It was exactly because he knew, which was why he lived a life of abstinence. Love was exactly why he felt a deep, agitated regret when he realized Summer had never been mentally ill. It was the reason why he had broken Joyce's finger in anger after knowing the truth about Summer's missing finger!"So, who understands love? Are you going to say that Nathan understood love?" Harry questioned in anger."Yes. Nathan knew. He knew what love was. He treated people sincerely, not merely seeing profit in everything he did!" Summer raised her voice. Harry sneered. "Well, if you say so. What if Nathan was still alive? Would yo
"You bastard. If you really need a woman, you should go to the nightclub instead. I'm sure there are plenty of women who are interested in you," Summer hissed, gritting her teeth in anger.Harry simply dismissed her anger and said without a care, "Hey, how do you think Nathan would feel if I claimed you in the car right now?"The look on Summer's face changed. "Don't you dare! I'll sue you for rape, and the whole city will learn about your scandal!""As for Nathan, I think he'll feel sorry for me, for how a beast had tainted me."A tense minute followed, and Harry erupted with more anger. "Well, let's see if you're really going to sue me!" he threatened, wanting to rip her clothes open.Summer shot cold daggers at him but did not fight back."Why? Not resisting? Your so-called love for Nathan is just empty words," Harry sneered.Summer remained calm. "If you really want to hurt me, I can't resist. I can't fight you to death yet—I still have things I must do." She could not let h