Love in Twilight

Chapter 105

Chapter 105 Stop Making Me Mad Clarissa only returned to her normal state at night. After getting into

bed, she asked Damien, “What did you give to the public prosecutor’s office?

He pulled out a stack of documents from the bedside table and passed them to her. “See for yoursell.”

The more Clarissa read, the more terrified she became More than a decade ago, Frank Moore and a

few other companies had joined hands to boycott an up-and-coming real estate company, Universal

Real Estate. They had even caused a widow to jump off a building and pushed the blame on Universal

Real Estate’s president Patrick Lawrence. This caused Universal Real Estate’s reputation in Genovia to

go down the drain, after which Patrick tried to take his life. When he failed, he and his wife left the

country.

Clarissa glanced at Damien He wasn’t reading. Heleaned against the bed frame while smoking a

cigarctte.

“Patrick Lawrence is…” She tried to find the right words.

“Your father-in-law.” Damien said.

She nodded silently. She finally know where her parents-in-law were.

Clarissa suddenly felt like undemeath Damien’s steady, confident appearance lay a painful past, which

had been caused by Joseph’s father. At the same time, Grandpa had lung cancer.

She wanted to wrap her arms around him, but she was afraid that he would push her away.

She used to think that she was pitiful. Now, however, she knew that Damien was equally pitiful.

In the end, she failed to suppress her urge to hold him. She turned and threw her arms around him.

“It’s not like I knew about all of this.” Clarissa suddenly started crying, sounding frustrated.

“What didn’t you know about?” Damien could tell that she was crying, and she looked rather pitiful. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

However, he couldn’t help laughing

“I made you mad all the time because I didn’t know that you were also so…” She wiped her tears,

suddenly feeling like he was the best. He had given her money and had helped her with so many

things. He’d even hired a caregiver for her mother. Their relationship was built on nothing but money,

but he had still done everything that a husband should. “I’d known things with you were like this, I

wouldn’t have angered you!”

In truth, this was part of Damien’s plan. Joseph wanted to humiliate him by buying clothes for Clarissa,

but he wouldn’t allow that to come to fruition. He didn’t know what would happen if Clarissa were to find

out that Joseph had bought the clothes, so he’d come up with this plan to make her think he had

inisunderstood how the clothes had come about. At the same time, Damien forced Joseph to admit his

own wrongdoings so that he would look like a petty person. Lastly. Joseph would probably think twice

about making a move in the future, now that he knew what Dainien was capable of.

Damien hadn’t expected Clarissa to become so engrossed in this, though.

He had managed to achieve his goal! “So, remember not to make me mad anymore.” He took the

chance to say that.

Clarissa nodded seriously. The next day, she woke up early. This was one of the few times that she’d

woken up before Damien, She went downstairs to help Mrs. Faber with breakfast. At the same time,

she prepared a lunchbox for herself. By the time Damien came downstairs, she was carefully laying out

his breakfast-croissants, bacon, baked beans, eggs…

“Have you turned over a new leaf and finally learned to care for your husband?” he asked as he

fastened his cuff links.

“Yes, I have. Didn’t tell you last night that I wouldn’t make you mad anymore?” Clarissa stood in front of

him and looked into his eyes.

When Grandpa saw them talking, he continued eating cheerily. “What’s this?” Damien asked when he

saw her lunchbox.

“Oh, it’s a lunchbox I made for myself. There’s roasted chicken, broccoli, cabbage, and some pasta.

You don’t want me to cat unhealthy food, right? 11 lale out, the food would more or less be the same,

so I decided to make my own,” Clarissa answered him seriously as she ate.

“Very good.” After saying that, Damien started to cal as well.

After breakfast, Clarissa got into the car and said cautiously, “Hubby, I didn’t know what you liked to

eat, so I didn’t make a lunchbox for you.” “Smoked beef, roasted chicken, stir-fried mushrooms,

meatloaf, shepherd’s pie, shrimp creole, and Caesar salad. These are the easier dishes that I like. I

doubt you’ll be able to cook anything more difficult than these.”

Clarissa cleared her throat. She had only said something to let him know she had a reason for not

making him anything.

But what did he mean that she couldn’t cook anything difficult?

Was he implying that he wanted her to prepare a lunchbox for him as well? Clarissa felt that she had

brought this upon hersell. She had just given herself more work to do!