“I don’t love anyone for now. I just want to live a quiet life with my children,” Clara said softly.

“You’d better do that. I don’t want my children to call other men ‘Daddy’.”

Wilson stepped back after saying that and shoved Clara’s phone back into her hand.

“Clara, instead of spending time with Peter, why don’t you think about how to get me to agree to your request? After all, you came here to beg me for it, didn’t you?”

Clara glared at Wilson while biting her lip.

Her body went limp after he left the room.

She didn’t know Wilson’s purpose for suddenly barging into her room to talk to her.

She wondered if he was jealous because he saw her and Peter together, so he came here to find fault with her.

That could be it.

However, he shouldn’t be jealous as he didn’t feel a thing for Clara anymore.

Clara was confused as Wilson even encouraged her to beg him more at the end of their talk.

Wilson’s mother, Lessie, greeted Wilson when he arrived at the Birch residence.

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