Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien) novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Your Husband’s Getting Old

By the time Clarissa got off work, it was already past eight.

She had deliberately stayed late so she didn’t have to leave with Damien.

When she got back to her mother’s house, Damien wasn’t around.

“Clary, you’re back! Are you hungry?” Theresa asked.

“Yeah, I’m starving. I want some buffalo wings.” Clarissa missed its taste.

“Oh, you! Why eat buffalo wings when you can have something healthy?”

“Mom, I miss the taste of buffalo wings,” Clarissa said as she wrapped her arms around her mother’s neck.

“Alright, alright. I’ll ask Mrs. Cole to make you some. Honestly, I don’t know who you take after, with your love for spicy food,” Theresa chuckled.

“You, of course.” “I don’t…” Theresa suddenly switched tacks. “I guess you’re right. I loved spicy food when I was young.”

Psa

Mrs. Cole made Clarissa some buffalo wings. She sat down at the dining table and ate them while watching TV.

Their place wasn’t too spacious, so the dining table was in the living room.

The doorbell rang, and Mrs. Cole opened the door.

Damien walked in.

Clarissa was busy eating. She pretended not to see him and continued to watch TV.

“Mr. Lawrence, why have you only come at this hour?” Mrs. Cole had always been nervous when Damien was around. Perhaps it was because she had never come across someone as dignified as him.

“I was afraid a certain someone wouldn’t dare to come home if I were to get here early,” Damien said.

His gaze was trained on Clarissa as he said this.

Mrs. Cole said, “You guys talk, then. I’m going back to my room.”

Clarissa continued eating while watching TV, as if there was no one else around.

She was watching a soap opera. At this moment, the male and female lead were arguing about getting divorced. The female lead couldn’t stand the male lead anymore, and insisted on getting a divorce. She kept kicking up a fuss.

‘What’s the point of acting this way? If I were in her shoes, I’d give him the cold shoulder and wait for my feelings for him to fade away. Once I stop feeling things for him, we’ll naturally get divorced.’

“Is that all you‘re eating?” Damien sat down on the sofa behind her.

“Yeah.” Her tone was calm.