Love in Twilight

Love In Twilight By Tiny Mountains Chapter 200

Chapter 200 His Favorite Tofu Dumplings

Vanessa didn’t say a word when she heard this, and just ate in silence. Even so. Clarissa

could see that she was filled with sadness.

After dinner, Clarissa had Mrs. Faber bring up the food to Damien. Meanwhile, she accompanied

Vanessa to the supermarket.

“Damien used to eat tofu dumplings every New Year. He doesn’t eat them now. Maybe he doesn’t want

to see us anymore,” Vanessa said dejectedly.

“Mom, don’t be sad! I’m still here.” Clarissa took Vanessa’s arm and hugged it tight.

“You’re really a good girl, Clary. If only I had a daughter your age.” Vanessa patted Clarissa’s head

fondly.

Damien was unhappy with his parents’ return, but Clarissa was his exact opposite. She suddenly had

so many family members, and all of them called her Clary.

It was drizzling when they left the supermarket. Fortunately, Clarissa had a habit of taking an umbrella

with her whenever she went.

She took a taxi with Vanessa.

When they arrived home, they saw Damien standing in front of the house. He had his hands in his

pockets, and was dressed in thin clothes. He was pacing back and forth without an umbrella, as he

hated them.

Clarissa got out of the car quickly, and scooted over to put the umbrella over Damien’s head.

She said somewhat anxiously, “Why didn’t you take the umbrella? You have a cold!”

“Let’s go,” Damien said, taking Clarissa’s hand.

Vanessa stood behind and looked at the couple in front of her. She carried the things with her as she

watched them in silence, feeling sad and awkward.

When Clarissa and Damien approached the living room, Clarissa heard some noise.

“Who’s there?” she asked Damien.

“People who don’t matter,” Damien said, clutching Clarissa’s hand tightly. When they came to the living

room, Clarissa saw Joseph and Frank on the couch, with Patrick taking the other side.

Frank stood up and greeted Damien respectfully. “President Lawrence.”

Damien merely answered with a cold hum.

“We haven’t had a chance to talk to you yet. Joseph will be handing over Great West Accounting Firm

to Rebecca and leave the country around the end of the year,” Frank

announced.

“Did you come here just to talk about this? I thought you were going to talk about Universal Real

Estate.” Damien kept staring at Joseph with a glare of daggers.

Frank paled at once. “O-Oh. Yes, we were talking about Universal Real Estate. We also thought of

bringing up Joseph’s work.”

Joseph’s eyes were fixated on only Clarissa. With a smile, he asked, “You’re back?”

Damien pulled Clarissa upstairs before she could even reply with a yes.

When they went upstairs, Clarissa saw Damien muttering, “That old fox.”

Clarissa guessed that Damien was probably referring to Frank. She suddenly recalled the

material he had shown her before, which mentioned Frank’s history with them.

In the past, Frank joined forces with other small real estate companies to suppress Universal Real

Estate. They used the widow murder case to make Universal Real Estate’s house price plummet. As a

result, Patrick became bankrupt and his hair turned white overnight. After that, he suffered a severe

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Did they come to have a handshake and make peace today?

Frank, who used to treat Patrick so cruelly, was treating Damien with immense respect. Perhaps

Damien’s status was much higher than Patrick’s.

Clarissa suddenly understood what Damien meant. He didn’t become a scholar because he was too

busy cleaning up Patrick’s messes over the years. During the course, his business expanded.

He didn’t step back, even when his cornea was broken. He was just, as Janet had said, an outstanding

entrepreneur.

On the other hand, Patrick was a coward who escaped abroad after getting into trouble.

Damien disliked Patrick, and Patrick was afraid to see Damien.

Clarissa thought about all the suffering Damien had gone through, and found herself feeling sorrow for

him. Her eyes moistened a little. As soon as she closed the bedroom door, she pinned Damien against

the door and kissed him.

She kept kissing Damien for a long time, not saying a word the entire time. She even kissed his ear by

instinct.

“I’m so sorry, hubby.” Clarissa wrapped her arms around Damien’s neck.

“Why are you apologizing to me?” Damien asked, though he sounded a little relieved.

“I wasn’t able to meet you and stay by your side during your hardest time,” Clarissa said in the

darkness, her tone soft and genuine.

“Don’t you know? You’ve been there.”

Clarissa thought about it and asked tentatively, “Is this about the time I helped you with the water when

you lost your sight?” She was asking this to test him. She thought Damien still didn’t know, but after a

few observations, it seemed Damien had found out everything.

It was as if he was looking at Clarissa from above, like a god in the sky.

“Yes.” Damien held Clarissa tightly.

Clarissa dropped her head and smiled. “You love tofu dumplings. Why have you never told me that?”

“Will you make them?”

“I’m good at it.”

“If you’re going to make them for me, make them for me forever. I don’t want something halfway done,”

Damien said.

Clarissa thought about it for a long time, and finally nodded solemnly. What did Damien mean by this?

Would they stay married and never divorce?

“How about I make some for you tomorrow, and for the rest of your life?” Clarissa asked.

“No lies.”

Clarissa promised, “Okay. If I lie, my nose will grow.” She had learned this metaphor from Damien, after

all.