Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien)
Chapter 345

Chapter 345 My Son? Clarissa feared Damien would take it personally. Together with her exhaustion, she didn't text Joseph about Penelope's request. She feared if she did, Joseph would ask her questions nonstop. If Damien got suspicious and jealous again, things would turn sour.

Moreover, Clarissa had lost her much anticipated baby girl. She was still weak and grieving She wasn't in the mood to poke her nose in other people's business.

SIL DIOUTO. II Sme COUICI Take the initiative to inake up withi Clarissa lor her caree

ICILOLECI, SUTCIV SIP

Anyway, Clarissa had told Penelope what to do. She was sure Penelope wouldn't just wait and sit around. If she could take the initiative to make could do the same with Joseph.

In addition, when Clarissa proposed the idea to Penelope earlier, Damien didn't voice any objection. Penelope should be smart enough to know working with Joseph would be her only way forward. If they worked together, Damien would no longer interfere in the future. She must've been deathly frightened after Damien crushed her by taking away all her projects.

But Clarissa wanted to be safe, so she didn't use Penelope's gift bag. Instead, she had Mrs. Faber check and stashed it in the villa's store room. She told Mrs. Faber to sell it to the garbage collector someday. Clarissa feared that something like spontaneous cheinical combustion would happen again She had a baby now, so it was better to be cautious.

Moving back to the Hill Villa was Damien's decision. Besides, Clarissa had a surprise early labor. She had moved to another home, but didn't have many of her usual things. She was particularly concerned about her journal.

"Can you bring my things from Atherton Garden here?" Clarissa asked Damien

"If you need anything, just buy a new one," said Damien.

With that, Clarissa stopped asking for his help. "Are you going back to Atherton Garden?"

"No."

"Are you going to rent the house to anyone else?"

"Do I look like I'm short of money?" Damien asked in a reply.

Clarissa was relieved to hear his answer. She just wanted to confirm that no one else would be in her house at Atherton Garden.

After that, she got a new notebook to write her journal again.

Damien actually knew the reason behind her question. She was afraid someone would read her journal

On one fine day after that, Damien said he was going to work and left Hill Villa, but he actually went to Atherton Garden to peek at her journal. He picked the lock on lier desk and went through her diary From then on, he understood Clarissa's real feelings, including what happened in her life at Emmeria. She had been busy with her studies and was rarely in contact with Joseph, let alone in a romantic relationship.

As he guessed, she conceived the child the night before the exam. Everything matched his guess. Damien also understood the pentagram sign she drew at the end of her diary journal. Whenever they had sex she would always color the pentagram black for that day. It seemed they had been doing it quite frequently before. After that, Damien hired two other helpers. One was a nanny, Mrs. Zoe, who was responsible for the baby. The other was responsible for helping Mrs. Faber with the meals and food. With many people walking around at home, the huge flat floor was inconvenient.

The nanny, Mrs. Zoe, carried Neil downstairs every day. Meanwhile, Clarissa rested in her bedroom on the second floor. Her body was still recovering. She would take care of the baby, but in truth, she rarely did so. She always felt weak and had low energy. Ever since she came home, she had only held the baby twice Alter staying home for about a month, she picked up her book and started studying again. She was studying finance and also a foreign language.

Damien noticed her books on the bedside table, but said nothing He was waiting for the moment she would ask him to let her go to Emmeria.

Damien was happy that Clarissa blessed him with a son. Although he lost the baby girl, his grievance was not as strong as Clarissa's. After all, Clarissa had the child in her womb for nine months and loved the baby girl deeply. Meanwhile, Damien hadn't seen the baby girl before

and could not understand such feelings.

His unhappiness all came from Clarissa's unhappiness, but it wasn't as strong as hers.

That day, the baby started crying downstairs after Damien went to bed. Clarissa tossed and turned in the bed several times. At last, she nudged him, "Your son's crying. Go check on him."

"My son? Isn't he yours too?" Damien frowned at her, but deep down, he didn't want her to go downstairs to see the baby boy. After all, she still hadn't fully recovered.

Even so, something bothered Damien He had a problem with Clarissa's strange distance with the baby. It was as if she wasn't the baby's mother, and that she couldn't care less about him. It made Damien feel that since the baby was born, Clarissa would leave sooner or later

Damien's remark defeated Clarissa. She muttered, "Well, he's my son too, but 1-"

"Is it convenient for me to go to the female caretaker's room at this hour?" Damien asked her relentlessly "Fine, I'll go," Clarissa said huffily, and got down from the bed.