Chapter 169

While Clara was hesitating, she didn't realize that she had accidentally tapped on the call button. By the time she noticed her mistake and wanted to end the call, Wren answered his phone. "Hello. Who is this?" Hearing Wren's deep yet cold voice caused Clara's breath to hitch. Clearly, Wren had no idea that it was Alexander's phone number. She must have guessed wrong. Clara pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a few seconds, Wren asked tentatively, "Clara?" Clara was startled that Wren had recognized her. She exhaled in relief before saying in a low voice, "It's me, Wren." "This is not your number. Did something happen to you?" Wren's voice deepened, his tone filled with worry and anxiety. Nothing seemed off about his emotions, and Clara didn't pick up on anything strange. She turned to look at the bowl of chicken broth on the bedside table, and a conflicted expression flashed in her eyes. Was it possible that she had be