Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien) novel Chapter 552

Damien knew Clarissa had transferred money to Joseph.

However, he didn’t ask about it.

Three years had passed, and the two of them no longer acted like defensive hedgehogs when on the topic of old flames or rivals in love. After all, they had just gotten back together, and he didn’t want to pick a fight with her.

After transferring money to Joseph, Clarissa noticed that her conversation with Bethany was at the top of the list. She didn’t remember sending any messages to Bethany, though, since the had been together before this.

She opened it up, and saw a few messages from Bethany.

Bethany: [Hey, are you home yet? Are you still drunk?]

Bethany: [My future with Caleb depends on you.]

Bethany: [What does the guy you hugged and kissed look like? Send me a photo. Is he more handsome, or is President Lawrence? I bet he isn’t as handsome as your man.]

She saw that there was no notification to show that these messages were unread.

“Did you go through my WhatsApp?” Clarissa asked Damien tentatively.

“Your phone kept chiming, so I put it on silent mode,” he answered absent-mindedly.

It was as if this didn’t bother him at all.

To this day, she didn’t know that Damien had already seen Seth.

She kept thinking that he didn’t even know of Seth’s existence.

She wanted to say something, but she didn’t. In the end, all she said was, “I hate when Bethany talks nonsense like that.”

“It is pretty hateful.”

Clarissa let out a fake laugh, then lay down again and pretended to sleep.

This time, Damien’s phone rang. It was Charles.

“President Lawrence, do you have anything scheduled on Monday? If you don’t, why don’t you come to Florin so we can talk about Ashland? I also have something else to talk to you about,” he said.

Charles initially planned on bringing the matter with Clarissa up to Damien at their next meeting, but he felt that Chanel was a ticking time bomb. She could jump off the building anytime, and Ashland was his everything. He couldn’t put it on the line. He had been losing sleep over this for the past few days before finally deciding to give Damien a call.

“Mommy, are you feeling better? You were drunk just now, and Daddy was the one to carry you home.” Neil’s breathing fanned out over her ear, and she felt happy just listening to him breathe.

“Really?” She had pretty much guessed it.

“Are you going to stay here, Mommy? Did you come back to see me?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“Can I sleep with you and Daddy tonight, then? We’ve never tried that before.”

“Of course!”

That night, Neil slept between Clarissa and Damien. He and Clarissa chatted late into the night, and she couldn’t help thinking about how adorable he was.

This reminded her of Iris. She wondered how her mother was doing. Iris had lost her child and had spent such a long time in the attic—her heart had to be shattered. Clarissa wanted to see her mother badly, but she was afraid that her aunt would do something to harm them both.

Damien didn’t do anything to her that night, thanks to Neil's presence.