The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 235

As the internet's most mysterious emotional relationship blogger, "Unknown" had just surpassed ten million followers.

To give back to her fans, Clara made a rare exception and added a casual chat livestream on Saturday afternoon.

Most questions revolved around breakups, infidelity, and divorce. The comment section was flooded with "crying" emojis and requests for virtual hugs.

The screen exploded with gift animations.

"Alright, that's it for the relationship Q&A today. For the next ten minutes, let's talk about something lighter. The weather lately..."

The study door wasn't locked.

Usually, if Clara livestreamed during the day, the nanny would take Felix downstairs or out to Harbor Loop to ride his scooter, ensuring no one would come up to disturb her.

But today, the nanny had urgently run to the restroom, instructing the little guy to watch cartoons in the living room and not run around.

But young Felix often had ideas big enough that even Noah couldn't manage him.

He didn't want to watch TV today; he wanted his mom.

The door handle was gently pressed down. Clara, focused on interacting with the comments on the screen, didn't notice the movement behind her.

Until a small figure running with a book entered the corner of the frame.

"Mom."

The milky cry traveled through the microphone and into the headphones of over a hundred thousand people in the livestream.

Clara instinctively turned her head, just in time to see Felix's fair little face leaning into the camera's view.

"Mom, how do you read this word?"

Felix held up a copy of "Nelson Textbook of Pediatrics" that Noah had left there. In that instant, he was exposed to the lens without any obstruction.

Even though it was just his side profile.

Clara's hand moved faster than her brain. She immediately locked the phone, flipped it face down on the table, took off her headphones, and turned to look at the little guy who had no idea what had just happened.

Her heart was beating a bit fast.

Winston had suggested more than once that she pivot to being a parenting blogger. Given her and Felix's looks, switching tracks would make her even more famous.

Clara had refused.

She didn't want Felix exposed to the public eye, didn't want him becoming gossip fodder.

She hadn't expected the little guy to run in on his own today.

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