CHAPTER 53: CHAPTER 53: YOU ARE MINE

Clara’s almond eyes were clear, and when she looked at Silas Sheffield, there wasn’t a trace of impurity, "He just happened to be working overtime too."

"Hmm." The man’s gaze revealed no emotion, "Get some rest early."

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

...

The next day, just as Clara started work, she was called into President Hawthorne’s office.

She stood in front of the desk and respectfully said, "President Hawthorne."

Julian Hawthorne glanced up, his gentle brow and eyes not showing a hint of last night’s vulnerability and anxiety.

He looked at her for a few seconds, his voice as gentle as ever, "Thank you for last night."

Clara answered politely and distantly, her voice calm, "You’re welcome."

Julian nodded and said, "The elevator malfunctioned last night and we were trapped. The company is issuing compensation, which will be distributed with next month’s salary. I’m telling you now about this matter."

"Okay, President Hawthorne."

"You..." Julian paused for a moment, "Try not to work overtime that late next time. It’s not safe for a girl to go back so late. If the elevator malfunctions again, the consequences could be unthinkable..."

Clara didn’t think much of it, maintaining a faint smile, still appearing distant, "Okay, President Hawthorne."

"Hmm." Julian diverted his gaze, "That’s all."

Clara returned to her workstation.

Lisa Holloway complained, "I lost my full attendance bonus again this month. One of the elevators is being serviced, and I rushed in but still couldn’t get on. Ugh, why am I so unlucky?"

Clara smiled, "Remember not to rush next time."

...

Clara had already completed most of her work yesterday, so she didn’t work late today.

After work, she went to the hospital to see Yvonne Sterling, reminding her again of pre-surgery precautions. Returning home, she took a shower and revised her paper for a while.

A notification sound from QQ suddenly rang out.

Clara opened the group and took a look.

The class monitor tagged everyone, saying that since graduation was near, it would be hard to meet each other in the future. At the end of the month, they want to organize a class reunion and hope everyone will actively participate. The advisor will also attend this time.

Clara didn’t really want to go; she was afraid of running into Isaac Sutton.

Although Isaac Sutton wasn’t her classmate, he could easily find out the time and location of the class reunion and might come to harass her.

However, the class monitor specifically mentioned that the advisor would also be attending.

Over the past four years, the advisor was friendly and warm to everyone, working meticulously and responsibly, and the students all liked her, Clara included.

During her freshman military training, Clara fainted from low blood sugar, and it was the advisor who took her to the hospital.

Throughout university, the advisor was both a teacher and friend to Clara.

Since the advisor was attending the class reunion, Clara had no reason not to go.

She filled in her name on the registration form posted by the class monitor.

The date was set for April 30th, a Saturday.

...

The next day, Yvonne Sterling’s surgery was successful, and Clara finally felt relieved.

After Yvonne Sterling was transferred from the operating room to the ward, Clara stayed by her side to take care of her.

In the afternoon, Silas Sheffield and Joanne Quincy also took time out to visit Yvonne Sterling at the hospital.

Before leaving, Silas even hired an extra nurse to take care of Yvonne.

Returning home in the evening, Clara made a video call with her roommates in the dorm group.

"Clara, are you sure you want to come back for the class reunion?" Lynch Lynch frowned, "Aren’t you afraid that scumbag Isaac Sutton will harass you?"

Another roommate, Sharon Shaw, also said, "Yeah, Clara, maybe you shouldn’t come back. I’m afraid Isaac Sutton will bother you."

"I have to attend. If I don’t go this time, I won’t know when I’ll have another chance to see the advisor." Clara said, "She’s usually so busy, taking care of our cohort and the next. The advisor has been so good to me, I couldn’t possibly not go."

"That’s true." Lynch Lynch nodded, "If it weren’t for the advisor attending, I wouldn’t bother going. I haven’t really interacted much with those classmates throughout university."

Alice Woods: "We’re really lucky to have such a responsible advisor. With her there, I have to attend this class reunion no matter what."

Clara chatted with her roommates for a while, then ended the video call and looked up to see Silas Sheffield standing in the doorway wearing a bathrobe.

Even though she hadn’t closed the door, Silas respected her privacy and didn’t enter directly, waiting at the door for her to finish the call.

The man’s bathrobe was open, and he wore only a pair of shorts underneath, revealing his well-defined abs and chest.

He had an excellent physique and extremely high looks, which made Clara blush at first sight.

Why was he dressed so scantily at home?

This didn’t match his usual cold and abstinent image at all, did it?

"Silas, you..." Clara bit her lower lip lightly, her face hot, and she awkwardly averted her gaze.

The man’s eyes were like ink, his voice low and hoarse, "May I come in?"

Clara’s face flushed, "You can..."

He could, but could he wear something properly? Dressed like this, was he trying to tempt her?

Of course, she dared not say that directly.

Silas walked up to Clara, "Class reunion?"

He had heard everything.

Clara hadn’t intended to hide it, "Yes, I’m going back to Crestwood at the end of the month for a class reunion."

Silas nodded, "Want me to come with you?"

"No need." Clara shook her head, "It’s just a meal. I’m going for a day then coming back."

Silas leaned down, his hands on either side of Clara, his prominent nose nearing hers, and with a hint of dangerous allure in his low magnetic voice, "Will he be there?"

This "he" referred to Isaac Sutton.

Clara bit her lip, "He’s not in my department..."

They were too close, and the scent of his body wash invaded her nostrils, making Clara’s breathing tighten slightly.

Her hands on either side of the bedclothes wrinkled them up, not daring to move with her nose brushing against Silas’s, "Even if he comes, I won’t pay attention to him."

"Hmm." Silas’s voice was deep and magnetic, his dark eyes unfathomable, "You are mine."

A statement full of possessiveness.

Also, the most seductive words.

Clara suddenly felt that thinking Silas was cold and indifferent before was the biggest misunderstanding.

Her small face flushed as she softly responded with an "Hmm" to his declaration "You are mine".

Silas’s eyes deepened.

He kissed her lips.

...

The next day, Clara went to the hospital early in the morning.

Yvonne’s condition had improved a lot, which reassured Clara. She chatted with Yvonne and told her about the class reunion at the end of the month.

"You’re going back to Crestwood?" Yvonne looked worried, "I’m afraid you might encounter..."

Although Clara had not detailed the story of how the scumbag Isaac Sutton deceived her to Yvonne, after the uproar caused by Quinn Hughes at Crestwood Central Hospital last time, Yvonne had guessed the gist.

She knew her daughter was hurt by a scumbag.

Yvonne did not approve of Clara going back to Crestwood, fearing that those two would bully her precious daughter again.

"It’s okay, Mom." Clara gently reassured her, "My advisor and roommates will be there. With so many people around, he won’t dare do anything. Besides, have you forgotten Sophie is also in Crestwood?"

Clara told her mom how wonderful the advisor was, and her mom finally agreed.