Clara frowned. She tried to pull her clothes back from Wilson's hand, but Wilson would not let go.

Wilson was afraid of letting go. He did not know when he would see her again.

One of the guards warned Wilson, "Mr. Birch, please let go. Otherwise, you'll only create more trouble for us." As he spoke, he grabbed Wilson's hand and tried to make him let go.

Wilson did not seem to hear the guard. He looked straight at Clara, pleading. "I know you hate me. Yes. I deserve it, but I beg you. Will y