Chapter 125

The phone rang peralstently before the call was finally answered. Clara’s cool, distant volce came through the receiver, “Mr. Hayes, what can I do for you?”

lan mustered his energy and said, “Nothing, just wanted to hear your voice.”

Clara frowned, “Do you find this amusing, Mr. Hayes? It was you who said you were done with this, and now you’re the one who can’t let go. What is it about me that you can’t shake off? If there’s something to change, I’ll change it, okay?” Her tone was chilly and tinged with impatience.

Ian closed his eyes in agony, his hand clutching his hair tightly to keep himself alert. “Clara, that night must have been very painful for you, huh?” His voice was weak, and his simple words were fragmented. Each word was laden with unmistakable pain.

Clara laughed bitterly, “You don’t have to keep reminding me, Mr. Hayes. I’m tainted. I know that much. I won’t harbor any inappropriate thoughts toward you anymore.”

“Clara.”

lan softly called out, “If I also experienced the pain you went through that night, could forgive me?”

Clara replied, “No, I can never forget the words you spoke to me that night.” She didn’t wait for lan’s response and hung up

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smile on his face. He knew Clara would never forgive him. His heart ached tremendously, and a mouthful of blood

suggested, “Mr. Hayes, you can’t go on like this. Though you’ve lost a lot of blood, your situation isn’t the same as Clara’s. You’ve been drinking. The effect

to comfort him. lan didn’t heed his

saw his condition, and tears streamed down her face in distress. After what

dinner with Anders‘ parents and was about to head out when her

voice asked as soon as she picked

a smile, “Granny Rose, I’m out

10:40

“Can you come to the Lancaster Mansion? I’ve run into a bit of trouble

and Clara saw no reason to

What floor are you on? I’ll come to

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