Chapter 3: Eyeing Her Husband?
Upon hearing this, Clara Bennett was stunned.
Wasn’t this statement meant to be taken literally?
On second thought, William Foster was incapable of...
Even if he had intentions, he was powerless.
Perhaps the other party was being prideful, or deliberately saying this hoping she’d let it go.
If Samuel Grant could taste the bitter fruit, she wouldn’t mind living in an empty room forever.
If by some stroke of luck, William Foster’s illness was cured, he might be eager to divorce her.
Who can predict the future?
"I am willing!" Clara said firmly.
William squinted his eyes, "Then how do you plan to deal with my so-called nephew?"
As far as he knew, the two were about to get engaged.
"I will take care of it properly, and I promise not to disappoint Mr. Foster!" Clara responded earnestly.