Chapter 335

Julia subtly signaled Benjamin not to say too much. After all, young couples cherished their private time together. But just then, Cassandra smiled and warmly said, "Sure. I love a lively atmosphere." Unbeknownst to Cassandra, Clara happened to catch that very scene from a short distance away. Her gaze darkened, and she muttered through clenched teeth, "How fake." A wave of bitterness welled up in her chest. She just couldn't understand. Cassandra was someone who had been used, but somehow, she had gained the love and affection of the Freemans. Meanwhile, Clara herself could only hide in the shadows like some sort of disgrace, unable to show her face in public. Sophia had attended a ladies' luncheon today, but she didn't invite Clara. Perhaps it was the ungainly swell of Clara's pregnancy, or that disastrous party last month, that had finally eroded her patience. But only one thing burned in Clara's mind. Why did Cassandra find happiness while she was left with scraps? "Patience