Chapter 305

"Ethan, I'm a grown woman. I know exactly what I'm doing," Clara said, her tone unwavering. At last, Clara let out a quiet sigh and kept silent. She closed her eyes, and not long after, drifted off to sleep. In her sleep, Clara began dreaming of Ethan — from the timid girl who quietly followed him around, to eventually becoming Mrs. Blackwood. Their years of marriage, the emotional entanglements, the heartbreak they'd endured — countless scenes rushed through her mind like waves. Her sleep wasn’t peaceful. Yet in the midst of that restless dream, she could clearly feel a strong, steady arm wrapped around her waist. That simple touch calmed her, as if all the chaos in her heart had been muted in an instant. She stopped resisting. Once Clara finally settled into a deeper sleep, Ethan’s gaze returned to her face. In his dark eyes was a quiet storm — tender, restrained, and complicated. He didn’t say a word. The master bedroom fell into silence, like nothing had ever happened to begin with