“Listen to the doctors. You should stop talking,” Clara said. “You didn’t push me away because you didn’t want to hurt me, right?” Wilson continued talking. “You saved me. I shouldn’t push you away… if you want to hug me,” Clara stuttered. Wilson’s embrace made her restless. “Is that so? It doesn’t matter whether you’re being grateful or you’re pitying me, I’m fine as long as you have a little bit of me in your heart.” Wilson couldn’t bear the feeling of Clara looking at him as if he was a stranger to her. “Wilson, what are you trying to say?” “When you addressed me as your husband just now, I just want to ask if there’s the slightest chance that I can make our marriage a lifetime? Can I be your husband?” Wilson asked nervously. He had mustered all of his courage to say that. Clara didn’t know how to answer for a moment. She would have rejected him without hesitation previously, saying that it was impossible between them and that staying away from each other was the

"That’s right, Clara. Wilson definitely loves you, so ultimately, it depends on your feelings for him," Lisa remarked. "If you still love him, why not give him and give yourself another chance? If it doesn't work out, you can just break up with him again. That way, at least you won't have any regrets."Clara sighed, "But I'm scared... If we reconcile and then break up again, I don't know if I can survive the heartbreak this time.""You’re afraid Wilson might betray you again, causing you more pain?" Lisa asked.Clara kept quiet, confirming Lisa's assumption."Then it comes down to whether you believe in his love for you or not. If you do, I think you should take the risk," Lisa suggested. "Life is full of uncertainties anyway. Until the very end, we can never know how things will turn out. When I got together with Terry, I had similar concerns, but instead of hesitating, I decided to just do it. At least, I won't have any regrets in the future!"Clara looked at Lisa with surprise.

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

Clara felt her heart racing and her eyes welling up with tears as Wilson's finger pressed against her lips, sending a rush of heat through her. "I... I need to use the restroom!" she hastily said, but instead of going to the one in the ward, she quickly walked out of the room.She couldn't stay in the ward any longer, afraid that she might burst into tears in front of him. Since her imprisonment years ago, she had rarely cried. She had always told herself that tears were useless and that she must be strong.But lately, she had already shed tears several times because of Wilson.Clara rushed to the restroom at the end of the corridor, wanting to wash her face with cold water.Just then, a voice sounded behind her, "Miss Wells, can we talk?"Clara looked up and saw Madam Birch's reflection in the mirror above the sink.Clara turned to face Madam Birch, asking, "Of course. What do you want to talk about, Madam Birch?""Not here. Let's go to the empty examination room next door," Ma

She gently pulled his hand away and said, "Alright, I really have to go now. Take good care and rest well.""I'll tell someone to take you home," he insisted."Your mother has already asked a driver to take me home. Don't worry," Clara reassured him.When she left the ward, the faint smile on her face disappeared.If Wilson hadn't stopped her today, she might have already expressed her desire to start over with him.Maybe some things were just not meant to be after all, she thought.Maybe the words she did not speak would never be spoken anymore.Should she blame herself for loving him too little or blame him for loving her too much?As Madam Birch said, Wilson would sacrifice his life for her, but she wouldn't do the same for him. She had too many attachments, and her obsession with love had faded away a long time ago.Perhaps it would be best for both of them to end things here.That way, he would not be so fixated on her anymore, and he could truly start anew.He wouldn't