Keith's POV"Clara, you've really crossed the line!" My voice echoed through the room without I can stop it.Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm down my anger that suddenly flared up.I had told myself before I left that I wouldn’t lose control again, no matter what came my way. Clara wasn't completely healed yet; her mental state was still fragile, and she might struggle to accept our presence, even though our intentions were simply to check on her well-being. I never thought she would say something like that to Selena.Selena looked down, and I could see the sadness and disappointment in her eyes. All she wants is to check in on Clara and make sure she's alright. We all care about her well-being, but is this really how she responds to our good intentions?"Selena is just checking in on you; you really shouldn't say something like that to her." My voice grew gentle as I recalled that Clara had just gotten better.Every time I looked at her appearance, the sharp guilt washed over me
Clara's POV"Where would you like to sit?" Diana asked as we stepped into my apartment.This is the happiest day of my life because today I'm finally being discharged from the hospital, and I can go back home. But the moment I walked into the familiar space that was supposed to bring me comfort and a sense of safety, I was greeted by an unwelcome fear as memories of that day replayed in my mind.The day Keith shoved me down the stairs that led me to being treated at the hospital because I sustained multiple injuries. Now I couldn't bring myself to look at the stairs. I get that it's over, but the trauma is still lingering. I'm not sure if I can use my library the way I used to anymore."No. I don't want to be here. Could you please take me directly to my room?" I told Diana as she was about to lead me to the sofa in the TV room. "Sure," Diana responded.As soon as we step into my room, I flop down onto the bed. Dianad set up the pillows on the headboard to create a cozier spot for me
James' POVI can't contain my smile the moment I see her. But looking at Clara's face now, I realize she must think I'm a total fool. So I quickly shift my expression back to a neutral one.My happiness just happened naturally. I knew she was already out of the hospital but I didn't expect I would see her so soon. Other than a small piece of gauze on her temple, Clara looks great. No wan or unhealthy appearance."You haven't answered me why you're here." She squinted.Oh right."I'm here to see how the renovations are coming along and ensure everything is going smoothly."I was chatting with Carter about the renovations when Clara showed up out of nowhere. She was unaware that I regularly keep an eye on the progress to make sure nothing is missing. I typically discuss it over the phone, but today I chose to check it out in person."Is that so? But why?" Clara looks confused. "Why does that matter to you?"My brain trying to sort out an answer that makes sense to me and is acceptable.
Clara's POV"Get out of here please," I pushed him out of my study. I shoved James away until I could nearly get him out of my kitchen.His words echo in my mind like a ghostly tune. And all the fears I thought I had buried deep inside suddenly came rushing back. The feelings that arose when I remembered how he mentioned he never wanted my daughter to be a part of his life. Hearing that James just claimed Laila is his daughter, raised some alarm warning in my head. I felt a strong urge as a mother, that I could let him be here.He's a threat. Both for me and my daughter."Clara please, listen to my explanation first-""Do you want to leave on your own, or should I scream to get everyone's attention?" My voice shot up several octaves, and it was obvious that James didn't anticipate I would react this way. Tears forced their way out of my eyes.James looked at me with an incredulous expression and asked, "Why, Clara? This isn't fair to me. You have no right to just keep my daughter aw
Clara's POV"Congratulations Mrs. Morgan, You're pregnant." The doctor said as she passed me my test result."Really?"I still struggle to wrap my head around it because everyone said that I was a barren woman. My hands trembled when read my test result. I gently ran my hand over my still-flat stomach, where James's baby is now living."Thank you, doctor."What a wonderful gift for our two-year marriage on our anniversary day. My husband’s return from his business trip is tonight. How will he react when I share the news with him? I can't wait.'Maybe James wouldn't hate me anymore and would come to love me once he know I will give him an heir.’I swung by the minimarket to pick up some cooking ingredients before heading home. I’m going to prepare James' favorite dish for dinner tonight; it’s going to be a memorable night for us both."Ma'am, you look so happy today. Will you share the reason with me?"Eda, one of the assistants in our home, asked as I was arranging the groceries in the
Carla's POV"Ma'am, you're stunning! Mr. Morgan must be proud to have you as his wife." Eda said as I stepped out of my bedroom. I could only manage a wry smile. If James were truly proud to have me as his wife, he wouldn't have filed for divorce."Are you sure you don't want to wait for Mr. Morgan first?" "No Eda. He'll go straight to the restaurant from his office," "Alright, ma'am, please take care." Eda's expression was slightly puzzled, yet she held back from asking me what was troubling her. She must think it was odd to attend my anniversary dinner by myself.Though I and James never showcase any intimacy, our assistant knows that my relationship is in perfect harmony. Little did they know that our marriage will end in a matter of days.Will I be able to see Eda and everyone I’ve thought of as family once I leave this house? I drifted into a reverie as our car smoothly navigated through the shimmering city lights.The restaurant that James reserved was lavish, and this was
Clara's POV"Clara!"The pool turned out to be as deep as a man-made lake, and it was hard for me to stay afloat. James quickly took off his suit and was ready to jump in."James, what do you think you're going to do?” But Zoe stopped him.“You're going to get your clothes soaked! Just let the waiters do the job."I made my way to the edge, searching for a spot to grip and pull myself up. But this chill numbs my body, and my dress severely limits my movement."Just let her, James; she wouldn't have fallen if she didn't act so stupid."The waiters quickly came over soon after. Someone quickly came down to help me get to the edge of the water faster, and then they lifted me out. "Here's the towel ma'am, you can also change your clothes if you want."Zoe then reached out and touched me, but I immediately pushed her hand away."Clara? What's wrong with you? I just wanted to help you. Look, you're all soaked. You need to dry off soon to avoid getting sick. Come to the bathroom; let me help
Clara's POV"You can stay in your old room," Lily said as we reached the second floor of my uncle's house."Is it alright for you to bring me here?" I’m asking because I remember Auntie Jena doesn’t like having me at her house at all."Yes. Don't worry about Mom and Dad, I will speak to them.""Thank you so much, Lily."When Lily left, I stepped into my old bedroom. This space was once a storehouse; this room just had a single bed and a wardrobe, we didn't have money to purchase additional furniture back then. Once I got married, it looked like my uncle and aunt decided to leave this room unoccupied. I got into the shower and slipped into my old pajamas. Then a wave of drowsiness washed over me, and I drifted off to sleep. The sun was shining brilliantly when I woke up the next morning. I hopped into the shower and threw on some clothes. I was brushing my hair when there was a knock echoed from the door. "Wait a minute..." I rushed to open the door and saw David, my older cousin, s
Clara's POV"Get out of here please," I pushed him out of my study. I shoved James away until I could nearly get him out of my kitchen.His words echo in my mind like a ghostly tune. And all the fears I thought I had buried deep inside suddenly came rushing back. The feelings that arose when I remembered how he mentioned he never wanted my daughter to be a part of his life. Hearing that James just claimed Laila is his daughter, raised some alarm warning in my head. I felt a strong urge as a mother, that I could let him be here.He's a threat. Both for me and my daughter."Clara please, listen to my explanation first-""Do you want to leave on your own, or should I scream to get everyone's attention?" My voice shot up several octaves, and it was obvious that James didn't anticipate I would react this way. Tears forced their way out of my eyes.James looked at me with an incredulous expression and asked, "Why, Clara? This isn't fair to me. You have no right to just keep my daughter aw
James' POVI can't contain my smile the moment I see her. But looking at Clara's face now, I realize she must think I'm a total fool. So I quickly shift my expression back to a neutral one.My happiness just happened naturally. I knew she was already out of the hospital but I didn't expect I would see her so soon. Other than a small piece of gauze on her temple, Clara looks great. No wan or unhealthy appearance."You haven't answered me why you're here." She squinted.Oh right."I'm here to see how the renovations are coming along and ensure everything is going smoothly."I was chatting with Carter about the renovations when Clara showed up out of nowhere. She was unaware that I regularly keep an eye on the progress to make sure nothing is missing. I typically discuss it over the phone, but today I chose to check it out in person."Is that so? But why?" Clara looks confused. "Why does that matter to you?"My brain trying to sort out an answer that makes sense to me and is acceptable.
Clara's POV"Where would you like to sit?" Diana asked as we stepped into my apartment.This is the happiest day of my life because today I'm finally being discharged from the hospital, and I can go back home. But the moment I walked into the familiar space that was supposed to bring me comfort and a sense of safety, I was greeted by an unwelcome fear as memories of that day replayed in my mind.The day Keith shoved me down the stairs that led me to being treated at the hospital because I sustained multiple injuries. Now I couldn't bring myself to look at the stairs. I get that it's over, but the trauma is still lingering. I'm not sure if I can use my library the way I used to anymore."No. I don't want to be here. Could you please take me directly to my room?" I told Diana as she was about to lead me to the sofa in the TV room. "Sure," Diana responded.As soon as we step into my room, I flop down onto the bed. Dianad set up the pillows on the headboard to create a cozier spot for me
Keith's POV"Clara, you've really crossed the line!" My voice echoed through the room without I can stop it.Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm down my anger that suddenly flared up.I had told myself before I left that I wouldn’t lose control again, no matter what came my way. Clara wasn't completely healed yet; her mental state was still fragile, and she might struggle to accept our presence, even though our intentions were simply to check on her well-being. I never thought she would say something like that to Selena.Selena looked down, and I could see the sadness and disappointment in her eyes. All she wants is to check in on Clara and make sure she's alright. We all care about her well-being, but is this really how she responds to our good intentions?"Selena is just checking in on you; you really shouldn't say something like that to her." My voice grew gentle as I recalled that Clara had just gotten better.Every time I looked at her appearance, the sharp guilt washed over me
Clara's POVThe situation that happened in my restaurant and all the rights I had with Keith took a toll on my health. I had no idea how stressed I was these past few weeks until the doctor went over my condition with me this morning.He even mentioned that it's not wise for someone my age to neglect their health while concentrating too heavily on work. I simply smiled. If only he knew how hard I worked to keep every part of my life in harmony. I honestly gave it my all. "How are you feeling?" Diana asked.We're having breakfast together now. I had hospital breakfast, a bowl of porridge that tasted bland, while she ordered a box of delicious sushi. Is that really fair?"Better than yesterday." I managed to smile at her.I need to recover quickly if I want to persuade Diana that I'm already recovered and ready to leave this place. I want to return to my healthy self. The doctor was right; there are people out there who rely on me. Also Laila. If I don't recover quickly, who will take
Clara's POVI regained consciousness an hour ago and now I'm just lying quietly while the doctor finishes his check-up. He took my blood pressure, examined the areas where I had injuries, and asked how I was feeling. He also ensured that I remembered everything, just to make sure I didn't lose my memories.“How is her condition, doctor? Is she alright?" Diana was the one who asked, and she seemed more worried than I was."I’ve had her checked out, and aside from the sprained ankle and the cut on her temple from hitting the hard surface, there are no internal injuries." External injuries can recover in just a few days with proper outpatient care and sufficient rest." The doctor said and I could hear Diana's sigh of relief.I let out a sigh of relief. My head was pounding, my vision felt foggy, and the bandage on my temple was really uncomfortable, but thankfully, I didn’t have any internal bleeding or anything like that. I heard from Diana that I took a tumble down the stairs to the
Keith's POVFor a moment, I was just frozen, unable to look away. I felt a wave of guilt hit me immediately. What did I do? I’ve hurt Clara. I've hurt her for the second time today.I blinked. Once I regained my composure, I took the first step I knew I needed to take. I should go to the hospital to check on Clara and see how she's doing. I took out my phone and called Diana.As I waited for my call to be accepted, my eyes drifted to the stairs. My hand slightly trembled as I looked at how high and steep the stairs were. Clara fell from there and was immediately knocked out. She might have hurt herself or could be experiencing internal bleeding in her head. Oh god.It rang for just a few seconds before Diana finally sent my call to voicemail. “Shit!” I became increasingly frustrated.She has to be furious now. Diana probably believes I was the one who hurt Clara. "I just want to find out how she's doing, and you won't even let me? Pick up the phone, Diana!" I let out a sharp hiss as
Keith's POV“Didn’t I mention that Selena’s asthma was flaring up and she needed help? So when she called me, what should I do? Are you saying we should just overlook her?" I snapped back at Clara. "You're really selfish."I'm not sure what went on with me. I’ve never even shouted at her before. My anger towards her had just blown up since earlier at the restaurant the moment I saw her with James. I never thought that all this time she was going out with my brother without me knowing.Clara just shook her head. Her left cheek bore a faint purple mark, the spot where I had slapped her earlier, I felt a wave of guilt wash over me. But if I didn't do that, how would I help her realize her mistake? She crossed the line and I needed to guide her back to the right way."How many times do I have to tell you that Selena isn't a child, Keith? She ought to understand what actions to take to avoid situations like this, particularly when you're not around her-"I interrupted Clara abruptly. Ye
Clara's POVAs soon as I got to the apartment, I plopped down on the couch. I felt both disappointed and angry. Now that I'm alone, I can clearly feel the pain in my face. I ran my fingers over the place where Keith hit me. What just happened felt like a nightmare that would never actually happen.“Did he really just slap me? Did he really hurt me? How could he do that to me?" I kept asking myself over and over. He is the man who has always been so kind to me, my best friend and the only one I had with me during my lowest time, and he just used his hand to hurt me. I really didn't want to accept that what just happened was actually real.However, there are times when our denial leads us to dismiss the truth, and that's not a positive indication. I know I have to face the reality that Keith had hurt me and he did it without a second thought.I got up from the couch and headed to the sink to wash my tear-streaked, messy face. I glanced out the window and noticed it was already evening.