All Chapters of Second Chance For Him?: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Clara's POV"Please tell me what brings such a big smile to my beautiful cousin's face?" Lily asked as she saw I could no longer keep my smile under wraps.I tried to hide my smile but I failed. And now I must look crazy in her eyes."Clara, remember that you also haven't told me who that beautiful big bouquet is from? Do you have a boyfriend?" She asked."What? No!" Her question is reasonable. If I want to date, that's my choice since I'm single and of age. I'm still a bit embarrassed when she throws a question like that my way."Then?""It's from Keith, Lily." I finally answered. I turned my gaze, fully aware that she would tease me about this once she found out it was Keith who made my cheeks flush. I really just wish the ground would swallow me right now."Oh, so last night it was him you met? Why are you lied to me, Clara?" She asks her hand on her waist.I can't help but laugh; she looked just like Auntie Jena when she used to scold us as kids, especially when she acted like t

Clara's POVTime flew by without me noticing, and before I knew it, I found myself sitting between them. Auntie Jena and Lily were sitting right in front of me. Uncle Thomas is lounging on the sofa, his injured arm wrapped in bandages and resting on some pillows. Layla is sitting next to me, enjoying the cookies that Auntie Jena gave us."Eat some Clara. You haven't tasted it even a bit" Auntie Jena said, handing me a plate of cookies. She was still in shock having me here. It's so clear on her face."Thank you, Auntie." I had one of her cookies. As I took a bite, I realized this was the first time she had let me enjoy a cookie she baked.Auntie Jena sells them online and she typically bakes cakes when there are orders. Whenever she makes something, she always saves some to share with Lily and David. I never asked where my share was or why she never saved any for me because I knew she simply wouldn't give it to me. It's been years, and I've moved on. But I think that memory will

James' POVClara seems taken aback; she probably questions how I still recall such a small detail about her after all this time. Honestly, I have no idea what the answer is. I had no idea that my subconscious was holding onto some memories of my ex-wife from our time together.Even though I'm not a fan of chocolate, I really don't want to let her down. I picked up the cup and took a sip. The chocolate's quality is top-notch and the sweetness is perfectly balanced. "What do you think of the tastes?" She asked. "It's good," I say. It didn't take long for me to finish it in a few gulp. I set the empty black cup on the tray.Clara picked hers up and brought her cup to her lips and I just can't help but watch her. When she walked to me with a tray holding two cups earlier, I felt a strange sensation within me. It was the usual scene I witnessed every day when she was still my wife, but why does it feel so different and special now?Her invitation to stop by for a bit gave me a rush of

Lily's POV"I'll be there shortly after this. Just hold on a while." Clara said over the phone. She called me right when I was about to text her that she didn’t need to come by and see Dad today.Dad's condition has gotten better this morning, and I'm hopeful that in the next few days, he'll be back to being healthy again.“Clara, you don’t have to. Dad is doing well, and I'll be back at the apartment in two days." I said.I watched the people walking by through the glass wall of the supermarket. A whirlwind of thoughts is spinning in my head. Don't get me wrong, I really enjoyed the time I spent with my parents, living with them as I did years ago. But you need to understand what concerns me. The mysterious message I received about ten minutes ago has to be from that person.And now, he knows where I lived. He knows where my parents live.If I stay with my parents any longer, it could put them at risk. I don't to be the reason that my parents are in danger. I realize that I have to g

Clara's POV"Mommy, Grandma Jena is so nice and her cookies are the best," Layla said as I slipped on her shoes before we headed to Uncle Thomas' apartment."Yes, she always makes very good cookies," I answered, smiling. Seeing my daughter happy always brings me joy as well."Did she also bake you since you were little?"I nodded my head once more. She doesn't have to know the truth. I'm grateful that Auntie Jena treats my daughter well; it brings me peace of mind, and I don't want to ruin it. After I helped Layla get ready, I headed to my bedroom to pick up my clutch and phone.I had mentioned to Lily that, I was getting a bit late but I would still find time to visit Uncle again today. I'll swing by to grab a few for them things before heading there. As I walked into the living room, Layla jumped up from the couch and dashed over to me. "Let's go, mommy!" She grabbed my hand, seeming impatient to meet my uncle and aunt again.Once I double-checked that the stove and faucet were o