Wilson trembled as Yardley's voice trailed off in the distance. So what if Clara was the donor? Just an ordinary person?

No! Clara was not just any ordinary person. She was the woman he loved deeply!

The pain in his chest grew stronger and almost drowned him. Wilson could finally bring himself to admit his real feelings—he was still madly in love with Clara.

Wilson had thought he could do without love. He thought he would forget about her after sending her to prison and getting his revenge. All he did was just fool himself.

Wilson had always loved her. Otherwise, he would not have cared so much about her. He got jealous seeing her with another man. He got angry when he mistakenly thought she had tricked him.

He protected Sandra at all times while being cruel to Clara. He was just running away from his feelings, not daring to admit that he had always loved the daughter of his enemy,

Wilson clenched his fists so tight his fingernails cut his palm. He was bleeding, but he seemed to