A leisure trip? Clara smiled bitterly. How could she have the mood or time to travel? Summer's whereabouts were still unknown, and Clara needed to find her quickly.

"Ms. Wells, is there anything else I can help? If not, I'll hang up now," Frank said.

"Wait!" Clara raised her voice slightly. She hesitated and asked, "Wilson… Does he hate me now?"

"Well..." Frank carefully answered, "Mr. Birch doesn't seem to hate you, but the way he treats you has changed. I guess… Maybe he has gotten over you."

Clara shuddered. Had Wilson gotten over her already? She once felt that he loved her too deeply, and she never loved him as much as he did. He had already gotten over her, but she still could not let him go completely.

Clara's heart throbbed with heartache. After the call disconnected, Clara appeared dazed, still holding the phone in her hand. It took her a long time before coming back to her senses.

Wilson refused to see her. In that case, she would have to go to him! Clara thought and m