Chapter 116

But seeing the look in Clara Walton’s eyes, Ethan Blackwood’s expression darkened once more. It felt like the air around them had frozen in place. Clara suddenly gave a faint smile. “Don’t you already know what I want, Mr. Blackwood?” Ethan pressed his lips together, silent. “I just want a divorce,” she said calmly. As the words fell, Clara tried to pull her hand out of his grasp. “I’m done talking. Can you let go now, Mr. Blackwood? I’m hungry. I want to eat,” she said in a quiet, steady tone. Ethan didn’t let go. Instead, he gripped her hand even tighter. “I told you—” he began. Before he could finish, Clara cut in, “Yeah, I know. You ‘don’t believe in divorce.’ Crystal clear.” One sentence, and Ethan had no comeback. “Don’t worry. Once the baby’s born, he’ll be legitimate, and then you can make room for Miss Barrington properly.” Even when saying something so sharp, Clara stayed calm and poised. Ethan was the only one getting angry. Looking at the wall Clara had built up around hers