Chapter 173

Outside the nursing home. Nathaniel Griffith parked the car. Clara Walton didn’t wait for him to open the door for her. She quickly pushed the door open and started to get out on her own. Nathaniel knew she was anxious, so he didn’t stop her. But the moment Clara stepped out— She stumbled slightly. With the baby bump getting bigger, she couldn’t really see where she was stepping anymore. Nathaniel reacted fast and caught her by the waist just in time. “Slow down, no rush,” he frowned slightly, gently reminding her. Clara grabbed onto his hand for support. She looked up at him, clearly nervous, her anxious eyes giving her away. “I’ll be with you the whole time, trust me,” Nathaniel’s voice was calm. “Okay,” she whispered. “I spoke with the doctors here on the way. If something had happened, they’d have called me already,” he added. No call meant things were stable. Clara got the message, and the weight in her chest eased just a bit. She started to let go of his hand. But then—he suddenl