Chapter 118

"And just look at Mr. Blackwood, he's so good to you! I mean, if those rumors were true, wouldn’t he have already gone back to Fiona by now?" Jenny's tone was firm, almost indignant. Clara gave a light smile. "You really think he's that good to me?" "I'm witnessing it with my own two eyes!" Jenny huffed proudly. Clara flicked her forehead. "Just 'cause you see it doesn’t mean you know the whole picture. Now focus on work." "Got it!" Jenny quickly nodded. Clara then bent down slightly to go over the tasks ahead. Jenny listened attentively and jotted down every word. Meanwhile, discussions outside hadn’t stopped — voices still buzzing. But Clara genuinely didn’t care, as if none of it had anything to do with her. That was until a calm, deep male voice cut through the noise. "Sorry to interrupt — but my wife was never the other woman." That voice, low and unwavering, came from Ethan Blackwood. The moment he spoke, the lively chatter exploded into silence. People scattered like startled bi