Horace stopped and looked around at Clara emotionally, “Clara, they are not you. You are my one and only, and I love you. Where could I meet another you who makes my heart pounding like this?”
Hearing his confession, Clara’s eyes watered, “Maybe I’m not as great as you said. I’ve changed these five years. I might not be the one you…”
“You are the best,” Horace interrupted her, “Clara, I know whom I’m falling in love with. I love you for the way you are. No matter how much you’ve changed or whether you are the same person as five years ago, to me, you’ll still be the one I love.”
Tears rolling down out of the corner of her eyes, Clara stared at Horace seriously and her mind had changed. Did he mean that? They were just aware of each other with people coming and going on this street like they were going to be that forever.
“Clara, I love you,” Horace said, “I loved you then, I love you now and I’ll love you forever. You, and only you.”
Seeing that Horace was serious and sincere, Clara was quite moved by his words. She suddenly realized what Darren said to her before, “Maybe there’s more to this story.”
Clara couldn’t get this thought out of her head and she hoped that she might be wrong about Horace.
“Horace.” Clara took a deep breath as she was so tense, “Five years ago, did you ask Isaac…”
Clara was suddenly too afraid to ask that the answer might be different than she thought. If it really was him, would they be over?
“What?” Horace said with a serious face as Clara asked seriously.
Clara thought she had to get that straight with him. Then she gathered her courage and asked in a quivered voice, “Did you ask Isaac…”
Her phone was ringing when she was about to ask.
Taking out the phone from her pocket, Clara saw that it was from the hospital where Helena was. Usually, the call from the hospital was nothing good. Was there something wrong with Helena’s illness?
The doctor’s anxious voice came as Clara picked up the phone with shaking hands, “Hello, are you Clara Selman, Helena’s daughter?”
“Yes, I am. Is there something wrong with her?” Hearing the doctor’s tone, Clara got nervous, too.
“Your mother is having a relapse, and it’s pretty serious. We must give her surgery as soon as possible or she might not be able to make it. You better come.”
What? How could Clara get more serious? Clara panicked all at once, “OK, I’ll be there right away. Just do what you need to do and I’ll pay the bill. Please!”
“We are doctors. We’ll do our level best. And please be here soon otherwise your mother can’t get surgery.”
“OK, I’ll be there as soon as possible.” Clara said to Horace after hanging up, “Horace, we must go back to the hotel and get the passport, I must return home!”
“Clara, calm down.” Horace was doing the best he could to comfort her, “I’ll let Isaac book the earliest flight. Your mother is going to be okay. You can’t lose it here.”
“Right, you are right. I can’t panic.” Hearing his words, Clara tried to compose herself. She called home after regaining a little composure.
There was still some time before she took a flight home and got to the hospital so she needed to ask Logan to take care of her mother first.
“Beep-” Clara got anxious again as the phone had not been answered. Pick up the damn phone!
“Hello? This is the Hutchinson family. Who’s calling?” Somebody finally answered.
“Hi, it’s me. Is Logan home?” Hearing that it was the maid, Clara hurriedly asked about Logan.
“Mr. Hutchinson was on a business trip to England. What can I do for you? Do I need to call him?” The maid said in a respectful voice.
“He has gone abroad.” Clara felt hopeless and she didn’t know what to do as she barely knew others domestically.
They had arrived at the hotel. Hearing her words, he turned around and comforted her, “Clara, you have me! I’ll make a call and have people handle this at the hospital. Don’t worry.”
Hearing this, Clara finally felt easier in her mind, “Please. Thank you, Horace.” Horace put her on the couch in the hotel lobby and said, “I’ll call Isaac to book our tickets, and you wait here. I need to go get our passports and I’ll be down soon.”
“OK, go.” Clara couldn’t want to return more.
Horace patted her shoulder and rushed to the elevator.
A moment later, Horace came down and walked outside while carrying Clara, “Isaac is waiting for us at the airport, we better hurry.”
Clara was on tenterhooks on their way to the airport. Clara was pretty upset when Helena defended Laura before, but Helena was still the person who raised her for so many years. She would be devastated if anything happened to Helena.
Feeling that Clara was scared, Horace held her hand with his spare hand, “Clara, don’t worry. I’m here, trust me. Everything is going to be fine.”
Clara turned around and looked at him with gratitude. She felt like she could trust this man with her whole heart like the time when they were together.