Chapter 44

"Thanks," Clara replied, a little absent-minded. "If you really wanna thank me, treat me to a meal next time," Nathaniel said, cutting the topic short with a smile. "Alright," Clara agreed without hesitation. Nathaniel glanced at his watch and didn’t linger. He turned and left quickly—still had a meeting to get to. He knew Clara didn’t need him to stay. After all, the Blackwood driver and bodyguards were waiting outside. Clara watched him walk off, not in a rush to leave herself. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and a sharp cramp twisted through her lower abdomen. Her face paled slightly before she steadied herself and made her way to the restroom. This time, there was no blood on her underwear. Everything looked normal. But the cramping wouldn’t stop, like it was digging deeper every second. She sat there quietly for a while, collecting herself, before finally standing up and adjusting her expression. Then she walked out calmly. The moment the bodyguard saw her, he opened the car door. C