The CEO's Second Marriage

"You pregnant."

A middle-aged doctor with black-rimmed glasses said directly to Clara while looking at the LCD computer.

Clara, who was dizzy and weak with a fever, felt that something had exploded in her brain when she heard the news, which made her even dizzier.

"Doctor, but... I mean, if I didn't want this child, I could have an abortion one day?"

The doctor frowned slightly upon hearing this, lifted his head from the computer gaze, and looked at the beautiful young woman in front of him, not understanding, "Don't you young people take your bodies seriously? You should know there is only a 7% chance of getting pregnant. Due to your body structure and a history of previous miscarriages, if you insist on an abortion, it will do great damage to your body. And, likely, you won't be able to get pregnant again in the future."

Clara was taken aback by the doctor's words, and in a daze, she walked out of the hospital with the report.

It's going into fall, and it's raining the first fall, which isn't too much but also prevents Clara from moving forward.

She stood at the hospital gate frantically, looking up at the overcast sky, and was so depressed that she felt uncomfortable.

Why did Clara look like she didn't want the child? It's not like that, and it's just that the kid came at the wrong time.

A few days ago, her husband Hadrian Dawson returned from overseas, and she had carefully prepared a party at home to celebrate their second wedding anniversary.

Unexpectedly, what was waiting was the divorce papers.

Clara was taken aback.

She asks Hadrian why he suddenly filed for divorce.

Hadrian sneered a few times, looked calmly at Clara sitting by the bed, and said coldly, "You originally planned our wedding. And now, it's been one year since grandpa died. I think there's no need for us to continue this."

"You don't believe me?"

"Why should I trust you? A woman who climbs into a man's bed for money and uses weak excuses to get my grandfather to force me to marry you. Why should I trust someone like you?"

She slightly raised her head and looked at Hadrian in disbelief. Somewhere in her heart, it ached like a pinprick, and she couldn't help but tremble. Her eyes suddenly reddened, and tears flowed out, "My mother said to do intimate things the first time; it must be done with someone I like. You were the first to touch me at that time, and then you married me. What's wrong with that?"

"Don't forget anything else, and you were the one who tricked me. Put something in the wine I drank, and let me touch you."

"I didn't do that."

Clara is still arguing and won't admit what she didn't do.

But Hadrian didn't believe it.

He held his hands around his waist nonchalantly from start to finish, staring condescendingly at Clara.

"So, the good things you and I did together in the past were for grandpa, right?" Clara asked reluctantly.

"Where do you think I fell in love with you? I have absolutely no interest in a strange woman like you."

Clara squeezed the sheets tightly, tears began to fall, and her whole body trembled.

Clara always thought that their marriage relationship was perfect and very happy. When Grandpa was alive, Hadrian was very obedient and considerate to her. According to famous words on the Internet, she is the wife her husband loves very much.

Grandpa died a year ago.

The relationship between them began to fade day by day. Hadrian often didn't come home at night and became so indifferent to Clara that he didn't care about her. The couple who previously lay in the same bed and fell asleep with love and affection then slept in separate rooms.

At first, Clara thought that Grandpa's death had dealt a massive blow to Hadrian because he was the person who loved him the most in his life.

Therefore, at first, Clara was very forgiving of Hadrian, and as usual, she took care of the house, made food for him, and acted as a good wife.

Later, however, various scandals about Hadrian appeared on major media websites and TV news.

"President Hadrian on a late night date with a mysterious woman in a hotel."

"President Hadrian visits his girlfriend who is reportedly cast from 'Wonderful World' "

"An actress is suspected of having a relationship with a wealthy third generation."

Each scandal is related to a different woman.

Hadrian and Clara were married secretly, and they didn't have a wedding ceremony but only got a marriage certificate.

At that time, grandfather wanted Hadrian to announce it, but Hadrian was not ready. He gave because he had just joined the Dawson Group at that time, and he didn't want to stand out too much to spread rumours. He would wait until he was thoroughly familiar with the company's business, became the company's leader, and stood firm in public.

Grandpa agreed at the time.

This leaves everyone unaware that Hadrian, who is only 23 years old, is married.

And that is marriage at a relatively young age in America's upper class.

At the time, Clara was obsessed with Hadrian and didn't care about publicity matters.

Therefore, except for a few close friends who knew the secret of the two getting married, everyone thought Hadrian was a third-generation rich man who was still single.

Clara doesn't agree to a divorce, but Hadrian raises a mistress outside.

Thinking of this, Clara's body trembled uncontrollably. Her heart ached as a knife stabbed, and her breath became laboured with pain.

She quietly touched her stomach as if she wanted to feel the touch of a small living from there.

She stood by the hospital gate, laughing and crying like a fool for a while, and when she regained consciousness, she controlled her emotions and reached out to stop the taxi.

*

The woman has returned to the villa.

No, she considered herself home alone.

They both got married, and Hadrian bought a villa outside as a small house for them. They both live in this house.

Hadrian would only take her back to the Dawsons' home for a meal with his parents and grandfather during the New Year's Eve celebrations.

She thought it was a happy married life, but Hadrian was powerless to face himself.

After Clara got out of the car, she saw Hadrian's black Ferrari in the front yard.

'He's back.' Clara thought.

Clara stepped into the house with hasty steps.

Hadrian leaned back on the sofa and made a phone call in a sweet voice.

After seeing Clara's return, his emotions didn't fluctuate. He glanced at her coldly and continued to act affectionately with the person on the other end of the line.

Clara carried the pregnancy report in her hands, looking at the happy Hadrian uncomfortably. Her pursed lips revealed her thoughts.

She wanted to tell Hadrian immediately, 'You're going to be a dad soon; can we not get a divorce?'

But just as the words were about to leave her mouth, she swallowed them again.

She was sitting quietly beside Hadrian, waiting for him to hang up.

As she wished, Hadrian quickly hung up.

"Is there something wrong?" An indifferent voice rang out.

"Yes."

"You've made up your mind?"

This topic is brought up for the second time. Her heart trembled slightly, and she swallowed what was about to be said.

After a long silence, Clara looked Hadrian in the eye and asked, "Hadrian, can we not divorce? Even if you don't have feelings for me, we still have time to get to know and develop feelings."

Hadrian listened to her. He sneered at the ridiculous words and said, "Clara, has anyone ever told you that you are naive? Or, in other words, you are stupid. Just say the conditions. What conditions do you want this divorce to be willing to go?"

Clara was still not used to this indifferent and cruel Hadrian.

She still seems to be drowning in the happy days when Hadrian spoiled her in her first year of marriage. She once thought she was the luckiest and most optimistic person in the world.

But suddenly, like a different person, that person was so indifferent to her that she was like a stranger and woke up from the dream.

But she's still not ready!

"I don't want a divorce," Clara said her decision.

Hadrian's face darkened instantly, and his indifferent eyes swept across the female body in front of him, "You seek death."

"Why should I divorce you? So that you can be with that shameless woman? I'm still the Dawsons mistress if I don't want a divorce."

For the first time, Clara rebelled and spoke her heart out.

"Clara, if you want the title of Mrs Dawson, that's up to you. But, you better not interfere in my personal affairs. I have nothing to do with you emotionally."

Hadrian is so cruel!

But Clara still loved him so much that she couldn't help herself.

She was even willing to step back and try to mend their relationship.

"I'll cook for you."

Clara said it all of a sudden, but Hadrian didn't react right away. His brain circuits don't seem to understand.

Hadrian ignored her and reached for the car keys on the small table by the sofa. Just walk out the door.

Again, she was the only one left in the empty mansion.

After she saved the pregnancy report, she put on an apron. She busied herself in the kitchen, only to cook delicious meals for herself.

Even if she didn't want to eat it, she had to feed what was in her stomach.

Her stomach was bound to get bigger every day, and she still couldn't find a way to talk to Hadrian.

If he heard the news of her pregnancy, he would either show the joy of being a new father or stare at her coldly and ask her to abort the pregnancy.

She made two plates of food and one bowl of New England clam chowder soup, which was very light.

This soup is made of slightly sweet-smelling salted clams and chunks of meat. She forgot to put the orange juice in to get rid of the fishy smell of the clams and ate them in one gulp. Nausea immediately invaded Clara's stomach. She immediately crouched down beside the trash can and threw up.

Somehow, her tears fell.

Clara clutched her stomach and was in great pain on the sofa. Without thinking, she contacted Hadrian.

The call quickly connected.

"Hadrian, my stomach hurts. Can you go home and take me to the hospital?"

There was a tinge of patience in Clara's voice.

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment and then answered, "Wait for me."

Hadrian had just left a club when he received a call from Clara. He thought she had found the answer, but he didn't expect it to be a bitter trick.

On the way home, Hadrian drove fast. He thought if her stomach hurt so much, then she didn't care, and if it was a big problem, the woman just needed to be taken to the hospital.

If Clara was deliberately playing tricks to win his sympathy, he definitely wouldn't let her go.

Whenever he returned to this villa, there would always be light in the house. The light waiting for him to come home.

If that person is his lover, then he will feel happy.

But, that person is not his lover.

Stepping into the living room, he saw Clara lying on the sofa with a pale face covering her stomach.

Hadrian walked over and touched her forehead; not hot.

After carefully measuring her pale face, he bent down and picked up Clara without saying a word.

Clara opened her blurry eyes and looked at the man in front of her, who was still a mess; she smiled slightly, "I'm not in so much pain anymore. I don't need to go to the hospital; please let me rest for a while."

Hadrian heard those words, put Clara back on the sofa, and looked down at Clara with a condescending look and arms crossed over his chest, "I must say, your tricks are very clever. I used to think you were stupid, but now it seems I was wrong. You are very clever."

"Do you think I purposely lied to you to get you back? " Clara never thought that she would treat Hadrian like this, "Yeah, I did it on purpose. You are my husband. I thought, what's wrong with sending you home? "

Now it was Hadrian's turn to freeze. He didn't expect Clara to admit this fact directly.

"You are so shameless!"

"If it can change your mind, then why shamelessly?" Clara raised her eyes and looked straight at Hadrian.

She didn't know where she got the courage to speak to Hadrian in such an attitude.

"Hadrian, give me a chance, okay? Let's try to be together for a month. If you still... don't love me after a month, then we're going to get a divorce. I can promise that." Clara gave up her pride. She begged the man to give her a chance.

In fact, Clara is very beautiful. With the kind of beauty that people envy, a small waist and long legs. From this angle, her eyelashes, nose and mouth are also dazzling.

Just as Hadrian was about to speak, his phone suddenly rang. He saw the caller's name, picked it up quickly, walked to the side, lowered his voice to the person calling, and said, "I'm at home. I can't come to your place tonight. Honey! Do it! I'll be at your place tomorrow."

That soft, magnetic voice was very similar to Hadrian's coaxed Clara earlier. Now, she heard voices like this again. She didn't like it; instead, she was disgusted.

Because the one who was treated gently was not her.

Clara got up, put on her sandals, and walked toward the stairs one step at a time.

She was too tired and needed rest.

Even though the stomach pain was gone, she still felt weak all over, and she didn't know why.

Se walked into the room, closed the door, took a deep breath, took out her pyjamas and walked to the bathroom.

Just as she came out of the bathroom, Hadrian stood at the door and asked coldly, "One month?"

"Well, one month. But you must go home every day and can't have sex with other women."

The two immediately came to an agreement.

Hadrian began his one-month stay the next day.

Only living in this house, but not sleeping together.

The two had split rooms a year ago.

Clara moved out of Hadrian's room and into a small room.

She suddenly became pregnant because one night, Hadrian drank wine and was brought back by his assistant.

She helps Hadrian back to the room, but Hadrian's sudden kiss scares Clara until she freezes in place.

After that, everything just went on.

But when Clara woke up the next day, the bed next to her was cold, and she knew Hadrian was gone again.

Slowly, he knew he would not be fine and stepped into Hadrian's room.

But now, for a month, she wanted to give it a try.

The man grabbed Clara's hand when Hadrian saw Clara walking into his room with the blanket. He said displeasedly, "I promised to stay together again for a month. But I didn't say I would sleep with you."

Clara's heart immediately froze. She smiled, embarrassed and explained slowly, "Well, I just went in the wrong direction."

She hugged the blanket and returned to her room, embarrassed.

She gently touched her stomach and comforted her, "It's okay, kid. We still have a month."

Clara was totally naive to think that a month might change the relationship between the two.

*

But when she finished shopping with a big bag of vegetables and returned to a taxi, the woman opened her cell phone in the car. She saw the scandals of her husband and others.

The title that becomes the headline is very interesting.

"Love between the young master of the Dawson family and film and television star Dona Lee unfolds."

It was also accompanied by a photo of the two of them eating in a special room of a luxury restaurant. Even though the light was dark and not clear enough, Clara could recognize the man in the black suit as her husband at a glance.

Looking back at the news, on May 10, 2022, just the day before, she was admitted to the hospital to find out that she was pregnant.

Clara knows Dona, a female artist who has won a Rose Entertainment Award. She is 26 years old and belongs to the great and beautiful female artist. She has several works, plus she has won prestigious awards. Dona was in the entertainment circle and became a famous artist.

The Dawsons are a large and powerful family in America. Not only rich but also has a background that makes people shy. What woman wouldn't want to catch a big fish like the Dawsons?

Now the scandalous relationship is suddenly revealed. For Dona's career, it's a boost to the skies!

But Clara wouldn't hold it in, so she changed her mind.

As she stood at the gates of the Dawson Group with the lunchbox, her heart beat non-stop.

She had never been to Dawson's company. First, her education level was not high, and she could not understand their business dealings. Second, as Hadrian had said before, she wasn't allowed to go to the company to find him.

But today, she couldn't help but come.

The clerk at the front desk is a very soft and beautiful girl with subtle makeup and a sweet smile. Seeing Clara's arrival, she got up and asked politely, "Good afternoon; who are you looking for?

"Hadrian."

"President Hadrian? Do you have an appointment?"

Clara shook her head.

The receptionist politely replied, "Miss, I'm sorry. You can't see him if you don't have an appointment."

"I... I... his wife, can you let me go up?" Clara never mentioned the relationship between the two in front of anyone. So, suddenly the words came out, and she stuttered and lowered her head bashfully.

The receptionist opened her mouth in shock. She knew that women from all walks of life often came here to meet Hadrian, either claiming to be girlfriends or friends.

But no one dared to claim to be President Hadrian's wife as a reason to meet him.

The staff at the reception desk had never heard that President Hadrian was married. So she must be a swindler.

So the staff at the reception desk ruthlessly refused Clara's request.

With a heat-resistant lunchbox in her hands, Clara was helpless and had no choice but to sit on the sofa in the rest area on the left side of the first floor. The woman sat stupidly, waiting for Hadrian to come down.

She couldn't dial Hadrian's number, so she could only wait.

Time passes quickly.

When she finally saw Hadrian come out of the elevator, Clara happily walked forward and grabbed Hadrian's arm, "Hadrian, are you hungry? I brought you your favourite sweet and sour beef ribs and grilled prawns too."

Hadrian quickly grabbed her arm, grabbed Clara's hand impatiently, and walked out of the gate.

Seeing no one was around, he asked angrily, "Why are you here? Who asked you to come?"

"I came alone. I'm tired of being home alone, and your stomach isn't feeling well, either. I specially cooked your favourite dish. This is for you. It's almost dinner time. So you can sit down and eat. "

Clara didn't see Hadrian's displeased face.

The woman tried not to think about it. She wanted to try her best to change the bad situation between them.

Hadrian grabbed Clara's lunchbox. "Come back quickly."

Clara and Hadrian slowly walked together.

Hadrian pressed the elevator and quickly entered the elevator to the floor where he worked.

While Clara saw a black lunch box lying quietly in the trash.

After sending a message to Hadrian, Clara returns home in despair.

In Hadrian's office, on the top floor, to be precise.

Hadrian, immersed in reading the documents, suddenly saw the screen of his phone light up.

On the screen was a message from Clara:

[Your stomach has a bad condition. Remember to eat on time. I'm going home]

*

When the house is empty, it looks very lonely.

Clara was sitting on the sofa, wiping the dust off the picture frame with a cloth.

This wedding photo was taken in a high-end studio the day they got the marriage certificate.

In the photo, both of them are clearly smiling happily. Hadrian put his arm around Clara's waist, and Clara shyly rested her head on the man's broad shoulders.

Clara still remembers that when she took wedding photos in the studio, she grabbed Hadrian's hand with happiness on her face, and she said, "Mr Dawson, please take care of me in the future!"

Hadrian touched her soft hair saying, "Miss Allen, please take care of me too."

"We'll be happy forever, right?"

"Emm, forever." Where did the word forever come from? It's only been two years, and the man is already thinking about getting a divorce.

If there is a big gap in the marital relationship between them, it is still possible to be repaired.

What if the third party came to provoke?

Hearing the doorbell ring, Clara ran to the door and opened it.

This is the start of an annoying situation.

Her husband was drunk and turned into a mess, and the person who helped him get back was the media's rumoured girlfriend, a major artist, Dona Lee.

Dona wore a tight red lace dress with wavy light brown hair. Her eyes were already pretty and had some eyeshadow smudged around them, making them look bigger and brighter.

Clara had to admit that she was absolutely beautiful.

She smiled slightly with a thin layer of peach red lips and looked at Clara, "Sorry, Hadrian drank too much. By the way, I'll take him. Which side is the room?"

Clara saw that her slender left hand was placed ambiguously around Hadrian's waist, like a ridiculous scene in a TV drama where a third party came to the house triumphantly to provoke the real mistress.

But Clara wasn't like that at all.

She pushed Dona away with all her strength, supported the unconscious Hadrian, and glared at Dona fiercely, "He's my husband, so I won't bother you."

Then she helped Hadrian stagger to the larger sofa in the living room.

Clara turned and was about to walk to close the door but found that Dona was heading towards their house step by step in her high heels without further ado.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Clara has seen more than one scandal between her and Dona on the Entertainment Gossip website.

Saying they were a couple, they had been dating for over a year, and some people even broke the news that Hadrian had proposed to her.

It has a nose and eyes.

Clara asks Hadrian if he is really with Dona?

Hadrian replied, "No."

She chose to trust her unconditionally.

But now, seeing the arrogance and arrogance in Dona's eyes, she thought maybe she trusted Hadrian too much.

"You are so hostile to me. It seems you have read the rumours circulating."

More than just reading it, Clara also printed a photo of Dona and then fiercely used scissors to cut it into pieces.

"You are not welcome here. Please get out."

Dona wanted to act, but the other party had taken off her mask and seen her right side. So she doesn't need to turn into a good person.

"Of course, you don't accept me because the person your husband loves is me, not a woman like you who can't even satisfy a man."

"So what? Even if he doesn't love me, I'm still a lawful Dawson mistress. What about you? What is love? Isn't it only third parties who can't even see the light?"

Clara finally dared to say the sentence she had held back for a long time.

"You ..."

Those words really made Dona very angry. It wasn't that she never thought about entering this house and becoming the wife of the Dawson family's successor, she had hinted at it countless times, but Hadrian still feigned ignorance.

Be nice to her, that's very nice.

Apart from being good, nothing else.

The relationship between the two maintained a certain distance, and he didn't even touch it.

This puts her in danger and unsafe. If Dona wants to be the young mistress of the Dawsons, she must first get rid of the annoying woman Hadrian married.

So she took this opportunity to invite Hadrian out for a drink with some people and took his drunken chance to send him home, and then she would meet this lowly woman.

But she didn't expect that this bitch had a venomous tongue.

"Then why? I don't care if he's married or not. I only care if he loves me or not. His love is for me, and the money is spent on me. What about you? What's the point of having a degree?"

A hard slap fell on Dona's beautiful face.

Dona glared at her angrily, "You dare to hit me?"

Clara wiped her hands with a wet tissue, as if the hands she had just used for slapping were very dirty, and glanced at her, "You came to this house without my permission. This is called disturbing the peace of privacy. Then you talk to me arrogantly. If I not hitting you, who am I going to hit?

"Miss Lee, you must always remember that you are an artist. You must be careful when you speak. Otherwise, if someone accidentally shoots your bad side one day, you may lose more image than gain."

Dona covered half of her face that was slapped, glared at Clara angrily, Then reluctantly stomped her high heels hard on the floor and left with an annoying aura.

And the war between legal wives and third-party women drains all of Clara's power.

The relationship she wanted to maintain was like walking on thin ice.

Hadrian was a tall husband, almost 1.9 meters tall, and weighed more than Clara had imagined. Now she had one more life hidden in her stomach. She didn't have the strength to lift Hadrian to the second floor.

In the end, she had no choice but to take off Hadrian's shoes and socks and place his hands and feet on the warm blanket. She went to the bathroom to get a water basin and carefully wiped his hands, neck, mouth, and eyes.

After cleaning, she sat on the edge of the sofa and carefully looked at the man in front of her.

He's really handsome!

Clara still remembers seeing Hadrian for the first time. She thought the man's appearance was amazing. Because it was the first time, Clara had seen a man as handsome as Hadrian.

His skin was white and smooth, with a thin layer of fur over the eyes as sharp as a phoenix, which often gave off an air of majesty and elegance. Since he is only 23 years old, he looks handsome and adorable simultaneously.

Clara also really likes his mouth, which often shows the sullen side, which is pink and soft.

When they were first together, Clara discovered that if he didn't smile, Hadrian was a noble man with a cold temper, and if he smiled, he would be very cute and charming.

Clara could only cautiously reach out her hand to gently caress his face, then his lips, and for some reason, the tears couldn't stop running down his cheeks.

*

When Hadrian woke up, Clara was making porridge for the Shrimp and Grits menu.

Hadrian got up and sat up straight on the sofa with a terrible headache, pinched his eyebrows, opened his eyes and scanned the room.

Looks like someone brought it back last night.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a skinny figure in the kitchen wearing an apron with a rabbit print on it.

Seen from behind, Clara is actually very graceful, with a small waist and long legs, two sharp protruding shoulder blades, and with her movements, she looks like a butterfly with wings ready to fly.

Beauty is beautiful but full of deceit beneath Clara's beautiful skin.

Thinking of this, Hadrian frowned.

"Hurry up and take a shower. I cooked your favourite Shrimp and Grits." The woman smiled, and her eyebrows arched.

It was as if nothing had happened last night.

Clara put the grits that had been stuffed with mushrooms in the bowl, put the marinated prawns in, and then sat quietly on the dining chair, waiting for Hadrian to come out of the bathroom.

After Hadrian finished his shower, he changed into a t-shirt and pants for exercise.

After sitting down, he quietly ate his wife's dumplings.

Hadrian never felt that Clara had an edge. The only thing the man realized was that Clara could cook delicious food.

No matter what dish the woman cooked, it tasted delicious and met his stomach's criteria.

"Last night... Dona brought you back," Clara said.

Hadrian's spoon stopped in midair, and he raised his eyes, looking directly at the woman, "What do you want to ask?"

"I just wanted to know if my husband cheated on me? Hadrian, is that true?" Clara looked at Hadrian calmly. The word came out with a fitting beat.

But the clenched fists under the table still showed her nervousness, and Clara was afraid she would hear the answer she least wanted to hear the next second.

"No. Are you satisfied with this answer? Our marriage is not based on mutual love. However, I still adhere to the most basic etiquette. Clara, are you afraid?"

Hadrian naturally knew that Clara loved him and was sincere with him.

Ever since they married, the girl's eyes were always on him. She cooked some of his favourite dishes daily and waited for him to come home. Clara keeps the lights on for him when he gets home every night. She recalls all his likes and recalls all the special days between them.

But Hadrian paid her no extra attention. He hated everything she did.

And Clara admitted unabashedly, "Yeah, I'm scared."

"We still have a month. I hate that girl, and I don't want to see a scandal between you and her this month, okay?" Her beautiful eyes, with sharp corners and thick eyelashes. However, as long as she opened her eyes slightly, those big clear eyes looked innocent with a hint of innocence.

"You used that despicable method to get grandpa to force me to marry you. I am disgusted and even very upset. So, Clara, you have no right to order me around. You are not worthy."

You are not worthy.

These three words entered Clara's heart like a knife, dripping blood, and then intense pain came from her limbs.

"I'm not like that! I won't admit anything I haven't done. But, you'll never believe me." Said Clara.

"Oh? Really? You took a million from my grandfather. Why don't you explain?"

Clara was silent.

Hadrian rushed out the door.

It was an accident that Hadrian knew Clara.

Two years ago, Hadrian's grandfather, Sean Dawson, was suddenly diagnosed with advanced liver cancer. Doctors say his life expectancy is only about seven months.

The Dawsons tried their best to keep the old man company for the rest of the day.

When Hadrian accompanies his grandfather to visit Miami, he meets Clara.

Clara is a very well-known local tour guide with great explaining skills.

Many tourists from other places like to hire Clara as a tour guide to take them around seeing the beautiful sights around Miami.

Because Clara was beautiful and well-behaved, with a sweet mouth, Grandpa especially liked this little girl.