Chapter 114

Wren stared at Clara in disbelief. "You're asking me to leave?" She avoided his gaze. "You can take it that way." Without waiting for a response, she walked over to the cabinet, took out some bowls and utensils, and set them on the dining table. When she turned back, she saw Wren still standing there, frozen. "Come eat," she said. "It's getting dark, and it's not safe on the road." Wren's heart sank upon seeing that she wasn't joking. At that moment, he resented how well he knew Clara. She was always serious, and there was no room for negotiation. In the past, he had always thought it was good that she was so decisive with others, not easily swayed. He'd believed it protected her from emotional hurt. But now that the energy was directed at him, he realized just how painful that could be. A bitter laugh escaped his lips as he walked out of the kitchen. He glanced through the window at the darkening sky, the rain about to pour. His eyes flashed with emotion. "Fine. Let's eat fir