When Clara returned to the private dining room, she wanted to pick up the broken pieces of the cup on the floor. Wilson quickly came over and stopped her. "Don't. Let me." He bent down and picked up the broken pieces of the cup.

Clara stared at Wilson, and tears almost pricked her eyes. Although Wilson had no more feelings for her, he was still as gentle as ever.

The food was served shortly after. Clara realized that Wilson had ordered all her favorite dishes, and they were suitable for pregna