CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE

CLARA'S POV

I remembered everything the woman who claimed to be my Mother told me.

As soon as I woke up and saw Arsenio standing in the room, I felt enraged but I knew I had to find out the truth and that too without his knowledge and so I decided to act like I had slight amnesia.

“When can I go home??” I asked.

“Tomorrow or a day after.. why are you asking??”

“I am tired of the hospital…I want to go home.” I said.

“If that's the case, I will see to it that you leave tomorrow because I can see you are getting a whole lot better.”

“Alright thank you sir.” I said.

He looked at me with a strange look on his face as he raised his eyebrow.

“Back to calling me sir again??” He asked.

“I don't feel comfortable calling you by your name sir.”

“But you do feel comfortable calling me Arsenio in bed.” He said as he smirked.

“Shit!” My inner mind exclaimed.

“Anyway, let me go work on the discharge papers…I'll be back soon.” Arsenio said.

As he was about to walk out of the room, Sergio came to him.