Chapter 54
Chapter 54
Clara felt at ease while they were traveling, as she was looking outside the window and imagining the new life she would have with Callum.
She can’t guarantee that they will end up according to their plans or what Callum has been brewing for the both of them, but at the back of her mind, she was low–key imagining life with Callum. The life she wanted from the past. The life that she thinks she really wants with him
“Mommy!” Cara ran towards her, her lips stretching excitedly.
“Wow! Flowers! Did Mr. Evander give it to you, mommy?”
“This one is for you,” Ciara said, as she saw how she became more excited.
Ciara smiled and crouched down, welcoming her. As soon as Cara hugged her and sniffed her a bit, Ciara could really tell that Cara might suspect she met up with Callum again, which she didn’t want to hide from her.
Cara slowly lifted her head, looking at her curiously, to which Ciara smiled and caressed her cheek.
“I already told him that you agreed to talk to him next week. He’s looking forward to it, Cara. And this is for you,” she said, holding the other flower she brought for Cara
She looked at it first, contemplating the idea of taking it. Instead, she glanced at Lala.
“Do you like flowers, Lala?” she asked.
Lala, who was standing at the side while watching them, slowly nodded and smiled.
“Yes, Cara. Flowers are nice.”
Cara looked at the flowers again, took them slowly from Ciara’s hand, and walked toward Lala as she gave them to her.
“You can have this. I don’t really like flowers.
Ciara’s shoulder loosened. She didn’t expect Cara to be so obvious in letting her know that she does not like her father and that she doesn’t want anything from him.
a jar and display it in your room,” Lala said, glancing at Ciara, “Oh, I think it’s for you, Miss Cara. It’s nice. You can put it who smiled warmly and appreciated how she responded, but at the same time saddened that Cara seems so distant when it comes to her father.
Cara shook her head. “I already have flowers in my room. I don’t need more. You can have this. Come on. Take it.” She lifted the flowers more, urging her to take it now,
Lala looked at Ciara again, getting her consent to take the flowers, to which she slowly nodded, explaining why Lala took it slowly.
“Thank you, Miss Cara. You are so sweet.”
Cara smiled like she wasn’t giving away the flowers her father had given her and walked toward Ciara again, who had already stood up and gestured to the other housemaid to take the flowers to her room and put them in a vase.
Cara followed the housemaid, who took the flowers using her eyes, while Ciara caressed her cheek.
“Are you going to talk to him on Monday?” she asked, making sure that she didn’t change her mind.
Cara nodded. “Yes, mommy. I want to talk to him too.”
Ciara was a bit worried about how things would turn out. She cannot mention that Callum just proposed, and she could really sense that Cara would give Callum a hard time pursuing her too.
“I already started packing my things, mommy. Lala packed her things too. Right, Lala?” Cara glanced at her.
“Oh yes, Miss Cara.”
Cara lifted her head again, looking at Ciara. “Have you packed your things too, mommy? Two weeks and we are finally going
home!”
Ciara smiled. “I haven’t yet. But yes, I will unpack one of these days. Summer is almost over, Cara. You are going to school.”
Their topic circulated their plans to go back to Paris and never once did Cara try to show any interest in discussing their meeting with Callum, and the flower she didn’t hesitate to give to Lala, which Ciara could really tell how she stood by her decision that she is content without having Callum by her side.
Callum Haynes:
Did she like the flowers?
It was already Cara’s bedtime when Ciara received the text from Callum while she was beside Cara, who was hugging her. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Ciara doesn’t know what to say. She knew that telling him the truth would hurt, but at the same time, she didn’t want to lie because Cara was really distant from Callum.
Ciara:
She gave it to Lala. Her personal housemaid. She said she had flowers in her room.
Callum Haynes:
Does she have a particular flower she likes?
The truth is, Cara is so fond of any flower since in Disney movies there are no specific flowers, which is why she would like anything that is a flower.
But for the first time, she doesn’t want it. It’s all because it’s from Callum. Even if Callum gave her her favorite things, she would not still take them because they’re from him.
Ciara:
I don’t think so. I think she’s not just in the mood for flowers.
Callum Haynes:
Then I’ll buy a bunny for her. Maybe she would like it more.
Ciara wanted to suggest that Cara doesn’t want to take anything from Callum, but at the same time, she doesn’t want to stop. him from trying. Because she knew that Cara might soften for Callum once she saw that Callum was making efforts to fix their relationship.
Ciara:
Yes. She likes bunnies..
The only thing that’s making Ciara hopeful is the fact that Cara is still allowing Callum to talk to her. Though it was making her nervous, she was still hoping for the best.
“He proposed? Like on bent knees?” Serra asked, repeating what Ciara just told her about
“Yes, Serra. He bought the land, which I told Gwen to buy back then, and turned it into a house. Bigger than usual. And when things got light, he wanted us to live with him. Including Cara.”
Serra looked like she was contemplating things.
“You know, Ciara. I would be happy to hear that Callum is making an effort to make it up to you, but I just can’t set aside the fact that Haynes is our number one competition in the business world. Yes, let’s say we aren’t competing against them, but they were so competitive with us that they would do everything just to outsmart us. I am still doubting what Callum has been doing lately to you. Knowing they saved the Wilsons from the sudden bankruptcy now by fully recruiting them on their own
company.
“And he would make me his wife for his business agenda?” Ciara asked.
“We don’t know what’s really on his mind that there’s a possibility it’s about the business between the ongoing competition with Haynes and Sullivan at the moment, but who knows… maybe he’s serious with you too? Or…he’s planning out something big.
Ciara remained silent while she was busy on her laptop monitoring the ongoing plans for her own brand.
It was a risk to trust Callum again, afraid of what he had done in the past. Other than that, their daughter is involved now. Whatever Callum is trying to brew, he would be hurting two of them.
“This is my last risk, Serra, I believe he’s sincere this time. Though I am still in doubt, I was hoping he wouldn’t hurt his own daughter on this. Because if he tried something by using this to take me down, I would be the one to distance myself again. And I will make sure he won’t touch us anymore. Even his own daughter.”
Serra looked at her carefully.
“I was just giving him a chance because I’ve wronged him in the past too. You might all say what he did to me was enough for me not to give him a chance, but I’ve done something terrible too. I suppressed my emotions and built lies. We don’t know what Callum has thought of me–that I probably ruined his trust in me as well, because I’ve done great things just to cover up my lies, and yet he apologized. So, I am honestly telling you right now that I am open to rebuilding us. I am open to taking another chance with him. I am open and considering the marriage proposal.”
Serra’s eyes softened. She looked proud as it was etched on the way her face bloomed.
“I almost forgot you weren’t the baby Ciara I used to know anymore. You’re already an adult making decisions for yourself, and I am proud of how you’ve managed it all throughout these years. Whatever you want to achieve, I support you in this because I know it will make you happy. But I hope this time, Callum will prioritize you, Ciara. This time, he’s sincere. This time, he would protect you and his daughter, not anyone else. Because if he repeats his mistake from the past again, I swear to God, I’d use my own power too to clash against them. No one can hurt you, nor Cara,” Serra said, like a curse that would never be revoked by anyone.