After Clara ended the call, she hurriedly got off the hospital bed and gathered her things, "I have to go back." She hurriedly ran out of the emergency room.Only then did Wilson come back to his senses. He chased after her and said, "I'm the one who brought you here. It's only right for me to send you back." Both of them kept quiet all the way to Clara's store. They reached, and Clara opened the door to get off. "Clara, I don't think that we should disassociate with each other. Since you chose to give birth to Yanny, we have a connection no matter what," Wilson said softly. Clara lowered her head and got out of the car without saying anything. Wilson smiled bitterly and left after she entered the store. When Mrs. Wells saw Clara return, she hurriedly asked, "Did Wilson do anything to you?" "No. He just helped me to search for Riley together." In the evening, Clara asked for Yannick's opinion. "Do you want to keep learning Taekwondo, or do you want to watch the combat

Clara handed Peter a napkin to wipe his sweat. "Thanks." Peter wiped his sweat and took off his jacket.Clara took the jacket from his hand. "I should be the one to say thank you. If it weren’t for you, I'd have to find a handyman myself." "You have to spend a hundred dollars to ask a handyman for on-site service. What's the point of wasting that money? Just call me if there is something that needs to be repaired in the future. I'll try my best to fix it for you. You can save up some money as well," Peter said. "No way." "We've been friends for so many years. You don't have to be shy about it. Besides, Riley is quite fond of Yanny. I'm afraid that Riley will bother you often in the future." "Riley is lovable. Everyone here loves her. You can drop her here if you're too busy with your business in the future. I can help you take care of her. She's cute. I'll take it as babysitting an extra daughter." Clara wished to have a cute daughter once upon a time. However, she would n

Clara knew that Peter's main income now depended on the stall. Riley and he would suffer if he lost the stall. "It's fine if she still wants to come and make trouble, but you shouldn't back down too much. It won't stop if you back down once," Clara reminded. "Got it. Let me know if she comes back to harass you," Peter said. Meanwhile, Wilson was irritated by their interaction. Peter turned to Wilson and said, "Mr. Birch, thank you very much!""Why do you have to thank me? The one I helped out was Clara," Wilson huffed. Peter looked embarrassed because he had made it sound like they were a couple and Wilson was just an outsider. "Did you come here for something?" Clara asked Wilson. "Would you believe me if I said I came over to check on you because I missed you and Yannick?" "Mr. Birch, I think we've made it clear enough between us that you're causing me nothing but distress." "Distress?" Wilson smiled mockingly and pointed to Peter, "What about him? Is he not a dist

Clara forgot that the person in front of her was drunk, and what she said irritated him even more. She couldn't stop her tears and choked, "Wilson, don't make me hate you even more." However, everything was futile. –Clara was desperately rinsing herself off with warm water in the hotel bathroom. She hadn't expected something like this to happen after she sent him to the hotel out of goodwill. She desperately wanted to get away from Wilson, but…Clara washed herself for a long time before leaving the bathroom. She felt complicated as her gaze fell on Wilson, who was lying on the bed and sleeping. There was hatred and other indescribable emotions. She quickly put on her clothes and left the hotel without looking back.Tonight was just a nightmare for her. Everything would be back to normal when she woke up later. Mrs. Wells and Yannick were still in deep sleep when she reached home. She did not feel relieved at all. She changed her clothes and threw away the ones

Nothing would have happened last night if she hadn't been nosy. "I'm glad you sent me here," Wilson whispered while leaning in closer to her. "If not, we wouldn't be as intimate as we used to be…" Slap!Clara slapped him hard. A red mark soon formed on Wilson's face. However, he acted as if he didn't feel any pain. "Go on and hit me more if you feel a slap isn't enough to vent your anger. You can't deny that you also had feelings for me. Even though I was drunk, I still remember everything you said. You said that…" "Stop it! Shut up!" Clara covered her ears. She didn't want to hear him out anymore. Every word he said only made her think of that moment last night, making her feel even more pathetic.She didn't want him, but she couldn't control her pathetic body. He took her hands and placed them beside her. He continued to whisper what she had said last night. "Clara, don't resist me since you still have feelings for me. I'll be good to you, I swear. I won't hurt you anym