There were more people on Wilson's side, but the two men guarding Clara's ward did not give in. They had been given strict orders not to let anyone bother Clara, and Wilson was on the list.

"Then we'll have no choice but to fight!" said the two men.

A fight was about to break out when Clara opened the door to the ward from inside and came out.

The two men saw Clara walking out and quickly explained the situation, "Ms. Wells, rest assured. Do you want to see Mr. Birch? If you don't, we'll definitely keep him out of the ward."

The two guards had the power to stop him from barging in.

Clara glanced up and saw the man trying to barge into her room. He looked different from the last time she had seen him. Although still dressed in a suit, Wilson had a scruffy beard, his hair slightly messy.

Wilson seemed very different from his usually serious and stern look. He looked tired, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Wilson greedily looked at the woman standing not far away. Clara wore a hospit