Semua Bab My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!: Bab 2051 - Bab 2060

Peter smiled. "You guys… Don't be such busybodies."'Future wife?' Peter thought about living and working with Clara. Clara was a wonderful woman. Maybe he would have a better life with someone like her, but he knew Clara only considered him a friend. Clara's heart already belonged to someone else, to the man named Wilson! But Wilson had hurt her so much that her love had wilted."What would you like to buy, sir?" Peter suddenly heard an employee speaking to a customer at the door. The voice brought him out of his thoughts. Peter looked up, stunned to see the tall figure walking into the stall. He knew that man. Wilson Birch! Peter recognized Wilson instantly even after all these years. Wilson was an outstanding man, after all, and a man like him would always leave a strong impression on most people. Wilson came over and stood before Peter. He glanced at Peter, his eyes cold and icy. The thought of seeing Clara talking and laughing with Peter stung him. Unable to get the pain

Clara could not give her son much, so this was all she could do for him. Yannick gave it his all in learning Taekwondo. He knew how hard it was for Clara to pay the training fees. He knew he had to be stronger to better protect himself, Mom, and Grandma.Yannick was surprised to meet the bullies at school in the changing room in the Taekwondo training school. He had not met them because Mathew and the other classmates were not in the same Taekwondo lesson with him before, but this time, he bumped into Matthew and his friends, who quickly surrounded him."What a familiar face! Oh, it's you! Yannick! You must be so proud for making me transfer schools!" One of the boys spoke up, and his eyes were full of malice."Matthew Hudson! What are you up to?!" Yannick raised his voice and gazed around warily. Yannick was late for training and came to the changing room late. Everyone in the changing room was all part of Matthew's gang except him.Grandma was still out there waiting for him. The

The kids who got into the fight were all in the police station along with their parents, the trainers, and a representative of the training school.The representative waited in the police station with a scowl on his face. No one had expected the kids to fight in the changing room. If the parties involved in the fight were ordinary people, this would have been easy to resolve. All they needed was to make the kids apologize to each other and call it a day. Unfortunately, one of the kids was the child of a powerful figure, the Birch Group CEO's son! The representative was crushed in his mind again, wondering what his employees had been doing. No one had told him that the young master of the Birch family was enrolled in the Taekwondo school! The coach was depressed and frustrated as well. He thought of the woman who enrolled the boy in Taekwondo lessons and the elderly woman who often brought Yannick to class. Both of them did not look like rich people with the way they dressed! Besid

Wilson turned to his son and said, "I'll take your mom home. I'm not going to hurt her. Even if I want to do anything, it won't matter if you're here. Who do you think saved you today? If I had gotten in there a little later, your injuries could've been worse.."Yannick clenched his hands into fists and pressed them against his sides to hide the embarrassment crossing his face, but in the end, he gave up and left with Mrs. Wells.After Yannick and Mrs. Wells left, Clara spoke up and looked straight into Wilson's eyes. "Why did you grab my arms? What do you want to talk about?" she said, pulling her arm out of Wilson's grasp. Wilson felt desperately empty with her arm gone from his grasp. Clara would resist whenever he came closer or touched her. It was always like this. But a long time ago, Clara was the first who took his hands and said, "Wilson, I want to hold hands with you like this forever." Clara wanted to be with Wilson for the rest of her life once upon a time, but by t

Clara shook her head. "No. We just had a few words." Looking at the time, Clara told her son, "Alright, Yanny. Have you done your homework? Why don't you take an early rest? I'll go to the school and explain the situation to the teacher tomorrow. You can complete your homework after…"Yannick interrupted Clara before she could finish her sentence. "I'll do my homework!" He quickly grabbed the pencil case from his school bag and promised Clara, "Mom, I… I-I won't let anyone bully me again. Don't worry about me. I'm a boy! It doesn't hurt!"'Doesn't hurt?' Clara thought, watching her son doing his homework on the small table. Yannick's red and swollen face was so jarring on her nerves, and tears filled her eyes. How could it not hurt?!When she was at the police station, her mother told her how Yanny had gotten beaten by the other kids. Fearing that the hearing aid would break again, he could only protect the hearing aid on his ears and not fight back.It was bedtime, and Clara lay