All Chapters of Second Chance For Him?: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Clara's POV"What do you mean Stevan? Do you know her?" Iris asked, sounding completely lost. She glanced between me and Stevan.What? What else is this? Another member of the Morgan family who knows me? God, I beg you to put this to an end. I truly wanted nothing to do with them anymore!"How do you know her?" Iris Morgan asked suspiciously."I'm sorry but I don't know you, so how could you looking for me for five years?" I inquired. I don't think I know Stevan. We've never actually met before.Stevan tucked his phone away, and when he glanced at me, he flashed a warm smile that sent my heart racing just a bit."I might be a stranger to you, but I'm familiar with who you are. I feel like I won a jackpot meeting you here, Clara." Stevan smiled as he spoke. He seems truly happy; he didn't even see the confusion on my face.'How did he even know my name?' The fear that someone might have been stalking my life all these years is eating away at me. How can someone I don't even know claim t

Clara's POV“Yes, she’s my daughter. Why?" Stevan merely shook his head and offered a faint smile upon hearing that. "I just really can't believe you're already a mom. Since you're still so young and pretty." I chuckled softly. This man is incredibly kind, always showering me with compliments. "What should I do now, Stevan?" I inquired. I can't believe this house is mine now. What should I do with this since I don't plan on living here? I still have hope to be able to turn down this inheritance. "The choice is yours since this now belongs to you. You can begin any renovations you desire." He responded. I glanced around me. This house is absolutely perfect as it is, and I wouldn't want to change a thing. "Mr. George's lawyer will start bringing the documents for you to sign tomorrow." He said to me. "Are you all set?" I gave a nod. "Great! Then I'll see you here again tomorrow." Once Stevan was gone, I made my way to the front garden. I was utterly captivated by the rose gard

James' POVI drove to one of our family’s houses in the city to pick up my wife. It was my late aunt's house, which had never been occupied. Zoe visited this morning to check on the house and ensure it was still in good condition. "Welcome, Mr. James," greeted the security as I stepped out of my car. I smiled and nodded at him and made my way into the house when I spotted my wife sitting on the garden's bench. Her face was lowered, and her fist was tightly clenched. "Zoe?" Upon noticing my arrival, she swiftly stood up and launched herself into my arms. She began to shake, and I could hear soft cries escaping her. "What’s going on? What’s making you cry?"She was all fine when she left our house this morning. What caused her to feel this way now? I want to find out who caused my wife to cry like this. "She kicked me out." That was all she said. I scowled. "Who are you referring to?" Who on earth dared to kick James Morgan's wife out? I'm sure no one was foolish enough to do th

Clara's POVLayla hates it here. She told me when I served her the pancakes I prepared. That makes me happy because it means we can return to New York as soon as possibleWe aren't stuck in this city or this house, and I can easily act like I never inherited it at all. But her expression turned quite somber when I mentioned our return to New York, so I inquired further. "Is there something wrong, sweetheart?""Does that mean I can never see the rose garden again?" "But didn't you mention that you don't enjoy being in this house?" I asked. She mentioned that, so I figured she was fine with not being able to see her garden anymore. Our apartment in NYC doesn't have that kind of garden. "I don't enjoy being here because of that uncle, mommy." My daughter responded. "He frightened you." Oh, so she chose to hate this house because of James. Gosh. Why did Layla have to witness what James did to me earlier?"Why did you let him come here?" Layla asked.Hold on, she's correct. Why did I

Clara's POV"To make our conversation more comfortable, why didn't you sit down first?" Iris Morgan said to me.I had no choice but to sit down on the seat across from her. She settled into her chair, a smile spreading across her face as she gazed at me."I’m sure you can see that my actions yesterday were simply a reaction to the shock."“Yes,” I replied right away. Although I recognized her apology lacked sincerity, I couldn't be bothered to engage, so I simply said yes. I'll do whatever is necessary for this dinner, so it will be over as soon as possible and I can leave. "I'm really relieved you made it through the accident that night, Clara." Iris Morgan said. Even though the way she spoke and the way she looked at me suggested otherwise."You’ve managed to live quite well over the last five years. What a surprise for all of us." Iris Morgan went on.She kept her gaze on me, completely ignoring Keith. And somehow I sensed that Keith hadn't revealed to her how I managed to get t