Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien) novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105 Stop Making Me Mad Clarissa only returned to her normal state at night. After getting into bed, she asked Damien, “What did you give to the public prosecutor’s office?

He pulled out a stack of documents from the bedside table and passed them to her. “See for yoursell.”

The more Clarissa read, the more terrified she became More than a decade ago, Frank Moore and a few other companies had joined hands to boycott an up-and-coming real estate company, Universal Real Estate. They had even caused a widow to jump off a building and pushed the blame on Universal Real Estate’s president Patrick Lawrence. This caused Universal Real Estate’s reputation in Genovia to go down the drain, after which Patrick tried to take his life. When he failed, he and his wife left the country.

Clarissa glanced at Damien He wasn’t reading. Heleaned against the bed frame while smoking a cigarctte.

“Patrick Lawrence is…” She tried to find the right words.

“Your father-in-law.” Damien said.

She nodded silently. She finally know where her parents-in-law were.

Clarissa suddenly felt like undemeath Damien’s steady, confident appearance lay a painful past, which had been caused by Joseph’s father. At the same time, Grandpa had lung cancer.

She wanted to wrap her arms around him, but she was afraid that he would push her away.

She used to think that she was pitiful. Now, however, she knew that Damien was equally pitiful.

In the end, she failed to suppress her urge to hold him. She turned and threw her arms around him.

“It’s not like I knew about all of this.” Clarissa suddenly started crying, sounding frustrated.

“What didn’t you know about?” Damien could tell that she was crying, and she looked rather pitiful. However, he couldn’t help laughing

“Oh, it’s a lunchbox I made for myself. There’s roasted chicken, broccoli, cabbage, and some pasta. You don’t want me to cat unhealthy food, right? 11 lale out, the food would more or less be the same, so I decided to make my own,” Clarissa answered him seriously as she ate.

“Very good.” After saying that, Damien started to cal as well.

After breakfast, Clarissa got into the car and said cautiously, “Hubby, I didn’t know what you liked to eat, so I didn’t make a lunchbox for you.” “Smoked beef, roasted chicken, stir-fried mushrooms, meatloaf, shepherd’s pie, shrimp creole, and Caesar salad. These are the easier dishes that I like. I doubt you’ll be able to cook anything more difficult than these.”

Clarissa cleared her throat. She had only said something to let him know she had a reason for not making him anything.

But what did he mean that she couldn’t cook anything difficult?

Was he implying that he wanted her to prepare a lunchbox for him as well? Clarissa felt that she had brought this upon hersell. She had just given herself more work to do!