"I came to talk. You shouldn't come here again." Clara was very calm, a contrast to Wilson, who was still panicking silently.

Wilson froze, and his face instantly paled. "I'm just watching from a distance. I'm not bothering you, am I? Is this not okay?"

"You should stop," Clara said. "Wilson, we shouldn't see each other again. It's better for us. We should have stopped meeting after the operation."

Not see each other again?! These words stung Wilson, making him barely able to breathe. "I know… I made a big mistake before. I-I'm trying to make up for it. I know I can't fix everything, but Clara, I know I was wrong."

"I beg you, please. Don't take away my only chance to see you! It's all I ask for!" Wilson pleaded in agony.

This man was usually far more powerful than the people around him, but having no power against the woman he loved most, he had to beg to save his chances of seeing her, even from a distance.

"What's the point of doing this?" Clara said, her voice surprisingly c