When Wilson let go of Clara, she slapped him hard across his face.

“Don’t kiss me if you don’t have any feelings for me!”

“What? You don’t like it? Don’t forget that we’re still married. I’m not wrong even if I want you now. Don’t forget what you promised me in exchange...”

Wilson’s voice gradually softened when he noticed Clara’s teary eyes.

He had lost count of how many times she had slapped him. No one dared to treat him like this except for Clara. His anger died down the moment he saw