Terry reached up and gently pulled Lisa's hands down into his palms."But even so, I spared her. I didn't give the evidence to the police. I just made sure she would stay confined in the house for the rest of her life," Terry explained in a low murmur. "Sorry… I'm sorry…" He kept his head down and apologized profusely."Terry, you've done enough for me. Don't apologize! You haven't done me any wrong!" Lisa soothed him. "You're essentially using residential confinement on your mother, which is no different than her going to jail. Did you think I'd blame you? Because you might be favoring her?""I..." Terry gaped. It seemed Lisa understood his worst fears."I'm glad you didn't hide it from me. You did me justice. Although it was your mother, you still did it for me. Thank you for not hiding the truth and pretending it didn't happen," Lisa said."You're glad?" Terry murmured, staring up at her in surprise."Yes. I'm glad. I'm happy you're protecting me, but I feel sad too. I kno

Wilson froze. He never knew she was so terrified of him. Clara's hands were trembling, signifying her silent fear!"Wilson, we aren't made for each other. I just want the baby to be born safely. Please, just let me live in peace! Don't come near me again!" Clara yelled.Wilson stood dumbfounded. He had not realized the full extent of her resistance and fear! His face paled, and his lips trembled. He wanted to say something, but there was only more silence. Finally, he reluctantly let go of her trembling wrist, and Clara left and walked away.Wilson watched Clara leave in silence, and his heart was constantly aching, reminding him how much of an idiot he was.Clara went to the bus stop and waited for the bus to the hospital. Not long after, a car pulled over in front of Clara, and a man got out."Hello, Ms. Wells," the man greeted and explained himself. "Mr. Birch sent me here. I'll take you to the hospital.""No, thanks. I'll wait for the bus here," Clara refused politely.The m

Queenie was displeased with Clara. "Clara! You don't have to pretend with me, you know. We know each other’s history. Why else would you be pregnant at this age? Aren't you trying to baby-trap someone to secure the relationship? I've been kind enough to advise you. If you want to succeed in your plan, you need a boy. Giving birth to a girl will be of no use!""The gender doesn't matter. I have my children because I love them, not because I want to baby-trap someone into marriage!" Clara retorted."Come on, you can't fool me with that," Queenie replied.Clara gave up explaining herself to Queenie. With Queenie's strong bias, her efforts would be futile."Since we’ve happened to meet each other again, why don't we exchange phone numbers? Maybe we can hang out again sometime!" Queenie said, taking out her phone. "What's your phone number?"After hesitating, Clara gave her phone number. Although she did not click with the current Queenie, refusing to give her phone number seemed a lit

Queenie's face sank. "You have nothing to do with him? What do you mean? You're about to give birth to his son! How can you not be related to him?""The child is mine, not someone else's. I've nothing to do with him. Believe it or not, it's up to you," Clara said."What…" Queenie gasped exasperatedly. "I was kind enough to invite you to a meal, yet you're treating me like this. Are you acting all high and mighty just because you rode in a car worth a few thousand?! What did you get out of the relationship, anyway? Just a small store like this? Who do you think you are?! You're just someone who has been in prison, just like me!" Spewing her anger over, Queenie picked up her bag and left. Mrs. Wells was surprised to see Queenie leave in anger. Unable to resist, she asked Clara, "What's wrong? Why did she leave?""I guess our values don't align," Clara said, knowing it would be hard to be friends with Queenie, especially with their difference in opinion. Maybe they should just keep a

Wilson was in the hospital, looking very exhausted. His face turned a little pale, and more blood was drawn from his body."Mr. Birch, it's best not to draw any more blood in the short term. We normally recommend a healthy person to donate blood once in six months, but not more. You've had two consecutive blood draws within a short time, and you shouldn't have another blood draw until six months later," the doctor advised.Six months? Wilson had a bitter smile. Six months would not work at all. Their baby would be born before that, and if blood was needed by then, the current stock for their rare blood type would not be sufficient at all. More importantly, there were very few such rare blood types in blood banks."Moving forward, I'll have a blood draw once a month," Wilson said stubbornly. There was only a few months left before Clara went into labor. He hoped there would be enough blood stock just in case it was needed."It's too dangerous! Having a blood draw once a month could