Clara's POVI know we were both taken aback by our unexpected encounter, but Zoe caught on first and swiftly altered her expression."Clara? What a surprise to see you in a place like this! And looks who did you come with, my future brother-in-law."Even without turning my head, I could feel Keith's intense stare directed at James and Zoe; he didn't like the way Zoe addressed him. Zoe's gaze then locked onto the pink dress we were about to select earlier. "This one! I found it! This is what I want James, Can I have this dress please?"She turned to James, circling her hands on his arm, making sure that he would give her what she wanted. James nodded and ordered the dress to be packed right now. As I realized that Keith was on the verge of protesting, I reached out and placed my hand on his arm, yet it felt like there was nothing I could do to hold him back now."This one is for Clara only, Zoe. I've already picked it for her first. You can choose another dress." Keith said to her, ca
Clara's POV"I want you dead right now!" Zoe's voice was throaty, now she was no different from someone who just lost her sanity. “Get out of my and James' life you parasite!"I lifted my hand to protect myself from her strike, and while my hand wasn't entirely safe and ended up with a few scratches from her, at least my face was untouched."Stop it Zoe!" I pressed my lips together, trying to suppress the pain I felt. I couldn't just stay silent, I couldn't let Zoe do this to me."Stop it!" I exclaimed.Zoe continued to mutter some curses at me, and when she let her guard down, I quickly seized her wrist."Stop it Zoe! You can't hurt me like this, I just want to solve this problem properly."She finally calmed down. Her blond strands tumbled across her face, giving her a messy appearance."Solve it properly? After being insulted like that right to my face? You wish! You have to pay what you just did!""Zoe, Keith was just acting on impulse in a moment of emotion because—" I hesitated,
Clara's POVIt was so easy for James to hurt me like this, without caring about my feelings at all. The door opened, Keith's gaze locked on me, and then to James. He walked over and then pulled me to his side, distancing me from his brother."Don't touch Clara James, you just want to hurt her. Don't you know that Clara is-" Keith paused for a moment. My heart was beating twice as fast, he almost revealed to James that I was pregnant.James turned his attention to his brother "This woman has tried to hurt my wife. And anyone who dares to hurt my wife will have to deal with me."Keith stole a glance at Zoe, who immediately placed her hand on the spot where her shoulder had grazed the glass, her face turned into a look of pain and hurt. But it seemed that it wasn't easy to fool Keith. Keith turned to me instead, he examined my condition as if to make sure that I was okay. When I smiled, he gave me a reassuring nod as if to assure me that he was on my side."Open your eyes James. You ca
Clara's POV"Wishing you all the best, Grandpa," James said curtly. He offered a cold smile, while Zoe made every effort to appear warm and likable to the old gentleman"Happy birthday Mr. George, It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person. James told me how thoughtful and compassionate you are, and it truly feels like an honor for me to attend your birthday celebration." Zoe said with a sweet smile plastered on her face.But Mr. George didn't spare her any attention, he didn't even thank her. He looks confused and displeased as he looks at his grandson. "Who is this lady, James? Why did you bring her to my birthday party?"I think since they started dating, James has yet to introduce Zoe to his family, which explains why his grandfather appeared not to recognize her. Well, given how Mr. George is very strict when it comes to accepting new people into his circle, James must be waiting for the right timing."Grandpa, let me introduce you to Zoe Sinclair, my wife. We will hold our w
Clara's POV"I swear I had it on tonight; I never really take it off, you know. I take it along with me no matter where I am." James' mother's voice wavered.Behind her panic, I could see a guilt stemming from the fact that the necklace had been a gift from James's father to her.So losing it, a cherished gift from her late husband, must have been so heartbreaking for her.In that instant, our previous conversation faded away as everyone in the room quickly focused on what Mrs. Iris Morgan said."I have to find it. I can't live without it.""You must have dropped it somewhere without realizing it, Iris." Said Mr. George. "You've been busy welcoming our guests since evening."But Mrs. Iris only shook her head, and I could see tears beginning to well in her eyes."No father, I'm sure I'm not that careless."Zoe, who was standing beside James, moved to take her place beside Mrs. Iris and offered a sympathetic smile. She rested her hand on the elder woman's shoulder and said reassuringly.
Clara's POV"No..." the words slipped out before I could stop them.I wasn't denied that the necklace didn't belong to Iris' Morgan, but the fact that it slipped from my clutch felt like an unseen force had struck me. How come?Mrs. Iris's words, along with my own, drew everyone's attention directly to me."Yes, it is! This is the necklace my husband gifted me." She exclaimed hysterically.Zoe immediately handed it to her carefully. "You thief! You steal it from Mrs. Iris, didn't you?" Zoe's face once filled with sympathy, instantly shifted to disgust and anger as she point her finger at my face."Oh for God's sake, but how is this possible? How did Mrs. Morgan's necklace end up in Clara's bag if she didn't steal it? Clara, how do you explain this to all of us?"Her question, which I had no idea how to answer, hung in the air as everyone waited, their impatience palpable, making the weight of the moment feel almost unbearable. Everyone anticipates a response from me, whether it's a d
5 years later.Clara’s POV"Mommy, can we head to the park and grab some ice cream this afternoon?" My daughter asked as I arranged her hair and the tiny red ribbon on her uniform collar.It was a sunny morning and she was about to start her first day at kindergarten.Her radiant smile complements the clear blue sky. My daughter Layla has soft auburn hair that mirrors my own and striking deep blue eyes reminiscent of a man who was once the love of my life.She brings warmth and brightness to my life, dispelling the shadows and storms that have surrounded me for the last five years."Sure sweetie, we can get ice cream as much as you'd like," I said with a smile."Yeay. Can we invite Uncle Keith to join us too?""Yes, but Mommy isn't sure he can join us since he's typically busy on Mondays like this." Though Keith would drop everything at the mere suggestion of Layla asking him out, even if it was just to hang out in the park. His habits made me somewhat hesitant; I didn't want to inco
Clara's POVThat means reporters are likely to show up since they’re interested in interviewing the owner of this restaurant. Which is me.The crowd would be overwhelming, and just the idea of it feels suffocating."Hey, what's wrong? Do you not like it? If you don't want to be interviewed I'll arrange so there would be no coverage at all." Keith said, he must have seen the shift in my expression.I shook my head.I hoped to meet their expectations. I would present my best self; however, the idea of being the center of people's attention stirred an uneasy sensation within me.But I convinced myself that I didn't need to be afraid. They were not present to pass judgment or lay blame on me. I had no concerns at all."No need, I can handle it."Keith smiled at my answer "Good. This is Clara I know."Once Keith left, I returned to the kitchen to assist my staff in preparing the orders as today’s customers began to show up. I had just finished washing my hands at the sink and was reaching
Clara's POVI scanned the other customers in the restaurant and then spotted him sitting at one of the tables. It's not hard to spot him at all. A tall figure and a strikingly handsome face reminiscent of a Greek statue, and how he carried himself made him always stand out among the crowd.Calming my heartbeat, I made my way to James' table. My steps are steady and assured. I know that I need to have a conversation with him, but I just can't get Diana's words out of my head since I chose to meet him here today. And how she cautioned me to be always cautious.“Are you sure he doesn’t have any other motives, ma'am? You know receiving help from someone like him seems a bit too good to be true. And what would make him want to help his ex-wife?" Diana asked just before I headed out to this restaurant.I was the one who asked for this meeting with James. To my surprise, he actually agreed with where I wanted to go. "I'll find out if I go see him and ask him straight up. How else would I kn
James' POV"Why does my mother want us to have lunch together?" I asked Zoe who was now assisting me in cutting the food before me.It's a gesture she hasn't made since we tied the knot, and now, out of the blue, she's done it. She sliced the appetizer and was just about to bring the spoon to my mouth when I stopped her. We were at a restaurant, and I didn't want to get any kind of intimate gesture from her.She seemed let down but chose not to argue. Zoe just set the spoon back down on the plate. She smiled as she replied, "We're a married couple, is that really strange?""Did you tell her what happened and that we're getting a divorce soon?" I inquired.She mentioned that she would take it upon herself to explain things to my mother, as I had already tried to share what happened, but my mother just didn't believe me. However, the way she continues to encourage Zoe and me to reconnect suggests that she might not be fully aware of everything, and Zoe hasn't shared the whole story wit
Clara's POVI wiped the sweat that had trickled down my temple and took a sip from my water bottle. My throat was incredibly dry. My entire body is sore, and it hit me how infrequently I really engage in physical activity. This is so embarrassing. I’m still in my twenties, but I feel like I’m already carrying the weight of an old lady doing a tough job.But as I looked around my restaurant kitchen and took in the progress we've made in transforming this chaos, I felt a deep sense of satisfaction and happiness. It wasn't instant, but little by little, we managed to fix it and even make it look much better."Excuse me, ma'am, what are your thoughts on the stove's current position? Should we move it or keep it as it was?" Diana approached me and pointed to the spot where the builders would be setting up a new cooking spot for the renovation.Even though the last place was nice and I used to enjoy it, I still feel a bit sense of trauma. My priority now is to make sure that the incident do
James' POVI shut my laptop right after the meeting wrapped up. I still had more work ahead of me, but I just couldn't concentrate on it. My mind was so scattered that I didn't even know what to do next. I suppose I need to reach out to Victor again to check on the results of the investigation he conducted regarding Clara.Yeah, I suppose I should. So I pulled out my phone and called him right away.Victor has been with me and my company for a decade, and I have complete trust in his skills. He said that he would share the results with me as soon as he finished his tasks. But this curiosity is driving me crazy, and I don't think I can keep it to myself any longer if I don't reach out to him now."Mr. Morgan, Good morning," He greeted me politely."Where's the result? Send it to me immediately, Victor. I need it right now!" I came off as really impatient, almost like a kid having a tantrum.What happened to me? You need to calm the fuck down, James."Oh, sure. I’ve wrapped up the inves
Selena's POVI held back an eye roll as soon as I spotted Clara's name on Keith's phone. It's not just one missed call; it's three of them! She asked him three times to come to her for the sake of her daughter. Who did she think Keith was? Her daughter's nanny? Gosh!“No, Selena. I’m the one at fault here. I told Layla I’d be there to see her performance, but I couldn’t make it because I got caught up in a last-minute meeting with a client. I also didn’t manage to pick her up. Layla would feel upset and let down by me. I need to head over there immediately."I racked my brain instantly. I just couldn't let Keith go off anywhere! Especially to Clara's house.No one else understands the length of time I've been waiting a moment like this. We're having an amazing time, just the two of us.After a wonderful night sharing the same bed with him, I definitely noticed his hungry gaze as he took in my sexy body this morning.I'm not foolish. I know that Keith wants me to. If only he could forg
Keith's POVI opened my eyes, and a jolt of pain surged through my head right away. The sort of pain that usually strikes you the morning after a night of heavy drinking. But I haven't been drunk in four months, so where is this pain coming from?I woke up and noticed my shirt resting on the windowsill. I quickly grabbed it and tossed it on. I'm just in my boxers and I don't know where my trousers are right now. Did I take it off? I can't recall if I changed just before I went to sleep. I honestly can't recall anything from last night.What time is it now?The sunlight pouring in through the window showed that it was bright noon outside. It's Sunday, so I'm taking the day off from the office. I stepped out of my bedroom to get a glass of water because my throat felt so parched. As I approached my kitchen I heard some noise coming from there. I walked in and saw a woman figure with her back to me."Selena?"Upon hearing me, she turned around and gave me a bright smile.She's got on my
Clara's POVI didn't even have a moment to respond to Miss Olivia because the next second, I rushed out of my apartment, headed downstairs, and jumped into my car to drive off. It was already nighttime. It was already dark outside. Of course, what else could you expect? It was nearly nighttime.My daughter still wasn't back home. My heart raced with panic and fear. I pushed through the pain as my burning hand clutched the steering wheel firmly. The streets buzzed with workers returning home after a long day at the office.As soon as the green light lit up, I hit the gas without hesitation. I nearly hit someone who was about to cross the street and I noticed her spit on my car. Right away, I felt a wave of guilt wash over me. I nearly put her in a dangerous situation.This urgency made me speed up as much as I could. I realized I needed to make it there right away. When I got to school, I parked the car haphazardly and hopped out. I sprinted toward the building, heading straight for
Clara's POVAs soon as I got to my restaurant, it was crowded with people. I noticed some of the last customers rushing out; I think Diana has informed them that we’re temporarily not accepting dine-in. As soon as I reached my car, my eyes caught a glimpse of black smoke rising into the blue sky, and my heart sank instantly.Without a second thought, I rushed straight to the source of the chaos: my kitchen. I pushed through the back door, even though I could see the firefighters working to extinguish the flames, and it was obvious they weren't allowing anyone else in at the moment. But my mind was so clouded with panic that I couldn't think clearly.I burst through in a panic, and a thick cloud of smoke hit me, stinging my eyes and searing my lungs. Suddenly, a hand pulled me out without warning."Ma'am please stay right here! They need to extinguish the flame first until everything is safe for us!"I knew it was Diana's voice. She was right, but I was too overwhelmed and anxious to r
James' POVI think Clara really took her daughter out of there after our encounter earlier. Because I haven't seen them anywhere though I've been searching for them for a while. Maybe if I had gone after her right away I wouldn't lose her track like this. I set my time to come to this place just to see her, but now she's gone.Why is that? The question keeps echoing in my mind. What makes her so anxious about me being close to her daughter? She treated me like I had a past of kidnapping and selling children, now viewing me as a danger to her kid.Her final words, when I brought up the father of her daughter who wasn't able to attend this event, lingered in my mind.Why is she bringing up our past relationship? About the way I treated her back then? Yeah, I used to be awful to her, and I regret it now. But why does it have to do with the absence of her daughter's father?I tried to figure out how old her daughter was and the year Clara pretended to die just to get away from me. If I'