Wilson frowned. "She's not just some woman, she's the love of my life. Also, it was my fault she got kidnapped. I didn't take care of certain things properly, which gave certain people an opportunity to harm Clara, so it's only right for me to save her!"

Madam Birch responded angrily, "Wow, how righteous of you! You nearly lost your own life trying to save her! Did you consider how I would feel? Think about your own mother for a second. What would I do if something happened to you? I've already lost my husband; do you want me to lose my only son as well?"

A hint of guilt crossed Wilson's face as he apologized, "I'm sorry, Mom."

"That woman has you under her spell. Even if you feel guilty for what you did to her in the past, you've donated your liver to her. Isn't that enough?" Madam Birch remarked.

Was it enough? Wilson smiled bitterly. Clara said it was enough, and now his mother was also saying it was enough, but... "It's far from enough, Mom. I love her, I love her so much that