Wilson was recovering well under the professional care of doctors and nurses. Even so, Clara could not resist wanting to see his recovery, telling herself that a glance was all she needed.One of her hands searched out the buttons on his shirt, and she slowly unbuttoned his shirt. She carefully pulled his shirt over until she saw the scar on the upper right-hand part of his belly. It was a bad scar. Clara stared at the scar, tears in her eyes. She suddenly thought of the first time Wilson donated part of his liver to her. She had never really seen the scar he got after the operation. Even though they had spent another night together by accident, she had not seen the scar. The room had been dark, and she was too busy struggling.Later, Wilson got hurt for saving her and was hospitalized. He was covered in bandages, and she had never noticed this scar.She finally had the chance to see it.The second time Wilson donated his liver, the doctor operated on the same incision site as
"Really?" Wilson suddenly moved and stood up. He released his grip and yanked his shirt off, showing her the scars on his body.Clara stared at the hideous scar dumbfounded, this time getting a clearer view of it. "Does it still hurt?" she asked, tears bright in her eyes. "It's been two months. What do you think?" he said coldly.Clara should be relieved that it no longer hurt. "I'm sorry… You got hurt so badly for me…""It wasn't for you. I just did what my old self told me to do," Wilson's voice was cold."I've shown you the wound. So, don't casually come to undress me again." Wilson warned, suddenly leaning close to her. Wilson reached in front of her and stroked one fingertip over her lips. "Trust me. I'm not interested in you at all!" With that, he turned around and left the courtyard.Clara watched as Wilson walked away, feeling his lingering warmth on her skin. The bet did not improve the distance between them. Wilson clearly showed his intention to stay away from her
Something glimmering caught Lisa's eyes, and she noticed the ring on Summer's left ring finger. "What's that ring?" "My wedding ring," Summer said with a soft smile."Wedding ring?" Lisa gasped in surprise. "You're married?""Yes, I am. I married a man who died saving my life," Summer answered frankly. "Although he's dead, he's my only husband. I'm glad to be married to him after all these years."Serenity listened in silence. She had already known about this from her previous conversation with Summer. Lisa, on the other hand, was surprised that Summer spoke of her late husband so fondly."You must love your husband very much," Lisa murmured emotionally."Yes. I love Nathan very much." Summer smiled. "It's a blessing to be with the person you love. Unfortunately, I'll never have the chance again, but I'll keep Nathan close to my heart.""However, Clara still has a chance. I hope her trip to Latveria will be fruitful. I hope she'll be with Wilson again," Summer said. Speaking
Clara kept going on and on. "Wilson, stay with me.""Wilson, I promise to grow old together with you, cherishing each day with you.""Wilson, let's grow old together?""Wilson, marry me."-It was honestly annoying to hear a series of weird stuff all of a sudden. "Clara, what the hell are you talking about?" Wilson grunted.The light in her eyes dimmed. "I just wanted to try and see if I could undo your hypnosis."Wilson's expression flickered with wariness. He understood why she was saying all this nonsense. "Are you trying to guess the secret phrase to undo my hypnosis? Clara, you really think you can undo it with such silly words?"Wilson gracefully rose and approached her. "Do you think it's so easy to guess? If it was, why would I have bothered to undergo hypnotherapy? Besides—"Wilson paused, running his hand through her hair. His eyes deepened with an emotion he could not name. "You want to undo the hypnosis. Are you hoping that I'll recover my feelings and become a foo
When going down the stairs, Clara bumped into Mandy, who was about to walk past her. Mandy stopped abruptly and turned to Clara, seemingly unimpressed. "Why did you come back?"Clara stopped in her tracks and turned to look at the other woman."Mr. Birch was seriously ill after his operation, but you never came, not even once. You didn't care about him when he needed you the most. So, why are you coming back now?"Jealousy and resentment twisted through Mandy, and she spoke like she was in charge of the family."Mr. Birch is about to divorce you. Why are you still clinging to him, unwilling to let go? Are you trying to get more out of the divorce? Is the terms of the divorce not good enough?" Mandy questioned further.Clara's face sank. "Mandy, it's not your place to question my marriage. You're just a nurse, responsible for taking care of my husband's health in the meantime." "You—!" Anger rose in Mandy. She knew she was just a nurse, but Clara's words struck a nerve. Mandy was
Clara fell silent at the helper's words. Their attitude and disrespect were apparent. She could speak to Mandy for medicine but likely be refused or put in constant frustration.Not wanting to get herself into more trouble, Clara limped out of the villa and took her cell phone with her. When she arrived at the intersection, she took a taxi and went to a nearby drugstore. She was about to leave after buying the medicine, but a car stopped in front of her."Ms. Wells," the man greeted respectfully. "Madam Birch would like to meet you."Clara felt her heart sank. She knew this day would come sooner or later. She was back in Latveria and could not avoid Wilson's mother forever.Clara had previously made a promise to Lessie. She agreed to separate from Wilson, but instead, she came to Latveria in the hope of reconciliation. Clara even refused to sign the divorce papers. How could Lessie not know about this?Clara got into the car and went to Lessie's residence. She followed the maid to
Lessie looked pensive. The Birch and Wells family had been tangled in matters complicated beyond salvage. At this point, she could no longer tell who was right or wrong. Hopefully, the woman would keep her promise and divorce Wilson without any hesitation. And it would be another three months of waiting."I hope you'll keep your promise," Lessie finally uttered softly.The lights in Clara's eyes dimmed. Apparently, Lessie still hoped she could sign the divorce papers willingly despite the three-month wait. Right. In Lessie's eyes, Clara was just a woman who kept hurting his son."I will," Clara promised. As she turned to leave, she saw Wilson standing near the entrance of the living room. God knows how long he had been standing there. Did he overhear everything?"Mom, I told you before. Don't interfere in our affairs!" Wilson said in a low growl. He strode from the entrance and grabbed Clara by the wrist to lead her away.Clara stumbled and nearly lost her footing in just a few
Clara's froze. She heard him continue, saying, "Didn't I show you the wound last time? Still interested in it?""I just want to see if you're alright," she said with a little sob. "You picked me up so suddenly—""I'm not that weak. I can walk properly. Besides, it's been two months. You think my wound will reopen after this long?" Wilson scoffed, feeling ridiculous.Clara's breath hitched at Wilson's reply. It seemed a little silly of her to be this worried. The average time for an incision to fully heal was roughly 1 to 2 months. Wilson's wound should be fully healed already. Besides, he showed no sign of discomfort, so he should be perfectly fine.Wilson told the driver, "Drive."The car drove away from Lessie's residence and headed home. Silence stretched on until Wilson started speaking."You sprained your ankle. Why did you go out alone? Did my mother tell you to meet her?" he questioned. He had received news that Lessie's men had taken Clara back to the family mansion. Only