Clara was nervous because she felt like she said something wrong, he was just silent while looking at her intently.
“Do you really want to divorce me, wife?” He curiously asked with a hint of pain in his tone, he was nervous about what she was about to answer.
She just averted her gaze at him before she continued walking, she doesn’t know why she can’t answer that question.
Clara loves him so much, but the fact that her other identity would be a danger to him or that he will hate her after finding out the truth pricks her heart.
She gasped when Tristan suddenly cornered her on the wall, “Answer me, wife,” He furiously demanded.
Clara doesn’t know where to look, she forgot how dominant Tristan was no matter where they are and being this close to each other makes her feel weak and vulne
