Chapter 815 - 812: She Just Feels Wronged

Chapter 815: Chapter 812: She Just Feels Wronged

Seth Quinn got into his car, but he didn’t drive away immediately. Instead, he slumped weakly in his seat and closed his eyes.

The resolute expression on Clara Grant’s face when she said she wanted to abort the baby flashed through his mind again. He couldn’t help but snap his eyes open and sit bolt upright, slamming his hand fiercely against the steering wheel.

When he first heard his mother tell him that Clara was pregnant, his initial reaction was shock, followed closely by disbelief. It had felt like a dream. Yet, when he saw the test results and stared at the words indicating an early pregnancy right in front of him, he had felt a sense of relief deep down.

Even then, however, he hadn’t been sure if he actually wanted this child. He hadn’t known if he was truly ready to be a father, or if he was ready to share Clara’s heart and affection with a baby. But when the hospital called to inform him that Clara was scheduled for an abortion the day after next, the mere mention of the procedure sent a sharp, dull ache through his heart. It was at that moment he realized that, regardless of whether he liked kids or not, he absolutely did not want to lose this baby—his and Clara’s first child!

His anger wasn’t solely because she had hidden the pregnancy from him or planned to get an abortion without so much as a discussion. It wasn’t even entirely because, when confronted, she had remained so stubbornly determined to go through with it. What infuriated him the most was her complete disregard for her own body!

Everyone knew how physically damaging an abortion could be to a woman. The procedure itself might be easy, but what about the aftermath? No matter how carefully she was looked after or how well she rested, it would still take a severe toll on her health! Furthermore, he simply couldn’t fathom why Clara didn’t want this baby. She loved children—that was an undeniable fact. She had even suggested before that they should have a baby early on. Yet now that she was actually pregnant, she was dead set on terminating it!

Frustrated and overwhelmed, Seth truly couldn’t make sense of it. He frowned and massaged his throbbing temples, his gaze sweeping around the car’s interior. In the passenger door’s compartment sat Clara’s half-empty water bottle; in the glovebox were the tissues she always preferred... Everywhere Seth looked, he found traces of her.

He turned on the music, only to be greeted by her favorite songs! Annoyed, he immediately switched it off.

After a moment of thought, he rummaged through the center console and dug out a pack of cigarettes from the very bottom. He had forgotten how long it had been since his last smoke. Although he was never a heavy smoker, he used to enjoy the occasional cigarette. But ever since his relationship with Clara had begun to blossom, he had practically stopped altogether. Seth paused for a moment before finally pulling one out and placing it between his lips. He found a lighter, ignited the tip, and took a deep, harsh drag, exhaling a cloud of smoke with half-closed eyes.

Back in the dressing room, Clara Grant finally stopped crying. She slowly raised her head, her gaze landing on the mirror in front of her. The reflection showed a disheveled woman with puffy eyes, a haggard expression, and a dazed demeanor. Growing up, even during her hardest and saddest moments, she had never let her appearance deteriorate like this. Yet, since meeting Seth, this wasn’t the first time she had been reduced to such a pathetic state, was it?

After staring at herself for a long time, Clara finally moved. She tidied her hair slightly, stood up, and went to the washroom to splash cold water on her eyes. Only when the traces of her tears were completely unnoticeable did she turn back and sit down at the vanity again. Her eyes drifted to her phone, which had slid to the very back of the table after Seth had casually tossed it aside. After a moment, she reached out, grabbed it, and unlocked the screen, zoning out as she stared at the picture of Seth on her display.

This was probably the fiercest and angriest he had ever been with her since they met, wasn’t it? In the past, even when she was wrongfully accused or actually made a mistake, he had never reprimanded her like this! She had thought that after everything they had been through—after removing Autumn Shelby, Faye Jennings, and Chloe Grant from their lives—their relationship would become even more stable and sweet. She had thought that once the storm passed and the dust settled, their lives would be much more peaceful. But she hadn’t realized that a marriage wasn’t just made up of sweetness and romance; it also came with its fair share of friction and stumbling blocks.

She was angry. Her anger wasn’t directed at Seth’s firm opposition to the abortion, but rather at the fact that he had accused her without even asking for the reason! Why didn’t he ask her why she wanted to get rid of the baby? Why couldn’t he just listen to her explanation before blowing his top? She knew she was at fault too and shouldn’t have kept it a secret from him, but she couldn’t help feeling wronged.

While Clara was lost in her thoughts, the dressing room door was pushed open with a soft click. Feeling a bit sensitive, she immediately turned around and saw Holly Summers and her assistant, Hailey, walking in.

Clara suddenly remembered that she had been alone in the dressing room for far too long. She had forgotten that an entire crew was waiting outside for her to resume filming, and she had also forgotten that someone could walk into this room at any moment. But wait—she must have been in here for at least half an hour, right? How come no one had come in to disturb her during all that time?

Holly and Hailey had already walked up to her. Clara snapped back to reality, forcing a polite smile at them before lowering her eyes.

"Clara, are you alright?" Hailey couldn’t hold back her concern and asked first.

Clara looked up. "I’m fine. What’s wrong?" Then she remembered that when she first entered the room, Hailey had been standing right outside the door. So when Seth stormed out and slammed the door, Hailey had naturally seen it all.

"Oh, you mean me and President Quinn?" Clara continued. "It’s nothing. We just had a little disagreement, that’s all." After speaking, her gaze darted elsewhere defensively.

Holly glanced at her, then smiled at Hailey. "Hailey, relax. What could possibly be wrong with Clara? It’s just a lovers’ quarrel. But Clara, your lips are so dry. Did you forget to drink water while you were busy? Hailey, go pour Clara a glass of water."

Hailey nodded and went over to the side to pour the water.

Holly pulled up a chair and sat down in front of her. She studied Clara carefully before smiling again. "Goodness, even though it’s already November, it’s still so hot here in Novaria. I was sweating just filming outside earlier. It looks like you’ve been sweating a bit too, haven’t you? Your makeup has faded a little. Come on, let me touch it up for you."

With that, she picked up some cosmetics from the vanity and began touching up Clara’s makeup. She focused heavily on the eye makeup before lightly refining the rest of her face.