Chapter 127 - 127 127. Fake Princess

127 127. Fake Princess

During this time, Clara felt so proud because she lived as the youngest daughter of a respectable couple, Patrick and Linda Decker. She lived in wealth and luxury, was praised for her beauty, honored like a princess. She was adored by every man and became the idol of every girl.

Her pretty face with sharp amber eyes that showed wild beauty had always been her pride. Her physical resemblance to her father always made her walk with confidence.

She didn’t need to shout to everyone that she was Clara Decker because she was Patrick in the form of a beautiful and elegant young woman with the beautiful hair color she inherited from her mother.

Clara never felt awkward anywhere because no one would dare to look down on her. No one would dare to refuse her because her family was old money.

The perfection of her life shines even more when she was betrothed to a young entrepreneur from the Johnson family. She would be brighter like a diamond. That was how she thought her life would end.

‘You are the daughter of a bitch who trapped me. She got me drunk and made me betray my wife.’

That was the father’s answer when Clara asked whose child she was. There was no affection when Patrick told her past. Perhaps, indeed, that was how her father had felt about her all along. No affection. No love. He could only give her money and luxurious life.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that her magnificent life was built on falsehood. She was not Linda’s child. But the child her father accidentally made with a gold digger secretary.

The secretary, determined to become Patrick’s mistress, framed her drunken boss and made love to him so that she got pregnant and could tie up the rich man in the future. However, her desire vanished when Patrick refused. Her boss loved her wife sincerely with all his heart.

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‘That whore almost ruined my happy marriage.’

His father said the secretary could not accept being rejected outright. She came to see Linda and told her about Patrick’s betrayal. Of course, at that moment Linda’s perfect world shattered. She had thought about divorcing the man she had been married to for years.

Patrick also felt so disappointed and almost crazy. His stupidity made him fall into a sinful hole. Betrayal would be easier to forgive. However, this was not the case if the sinful act resulted in a baby. Household destruction was about to strike. Especially when the divorce papers landed on Patrick’s desk.

At that time, Patrick didn’t know what to do to make Linda believe what he said. He’s completely innocent. He loved Linda very much and did not want a divorce.

Desperately, Patrick then went to Linda’s parents’ house and waited for days for her to open the door. It was winter season. Patrick almost died from hypothermia and malnutrition until he was rushed to the hospital.

Fortunately, Linda, who had been mad, was willing to forgive Patrick. Linda knew that Patrick’s love was not fake. However, about the child, Linda still couldn’t find a solution.

One day, Linda accidentally found out that her husband’s former secretary was about to have an abortion because the child was no longer of use to her. It was then, Linda could not bear. She tried to prevent the baby from abortion. Instead, Linda was willing to take care of the child and give that woman a huge chunk of ransom money in exchange for her efforts to keep the child’s life.

Instead of leaving empty-handed, the secretary then accepted Linda’s money. She railed and spend boring time locking herself in the apartment. Meanwhile, Linda pretended to be pregnant.

The perpetrator finally gave birth to a baby girl. At the same time, Linda told everyone that the baby was her daughter. When everyone congratulated on the birth of Linda’s second baby, the perpetrator left for good. She never showed up again as promised because her baby girl had become Linda’s completely. She only wanted money anyway.

‘I can’t love you. But Linda treats you as her biological child. She even always dyes her shiny black hair so that it is the same color as yours.’

Clara had no idea that she was so low and despicable. She thought, she got her beautiful brunette hair from Linda. She always said that to everyone with pride. She didn’t expect that it was all an illusion. The lies that Linda created for the sake of the happiness she designed for Clara.

Tears welled up in Clara’s eyes again. Very hard to accept the fact as a child who was abandoned by her mother. It was so hard for her to accept that she was never been wanted.

To make matters worse, history was on the verge of repeating itself. She’s on the verge of becoming ‘another Linda’ who was about to live in fake bliss with Lea and Dave’s son. Although the situations were different, the essence was the same. False! She would tell the world that Dave’s son would be her son.

However, confusion covers Clara’s feelings when she overheard Dave’s conversation with Lea in her room. Lea was different. She realized when she heard Lea’s statement that she was willing to sacrifice her life for her son. Lea loved the child in her womb. She was not willing to trade the baby for money. She chose to work for Paula to pay for her mother’s hospital money. Lea was not a bitch like Clara’s mother who was crazy about wealth.

Knowing this, Clara’s chest felt tight. Her heart felt squeezed by a large invisible hand. She felt she had made the wrong decision. Wrong or not, her heart was currently feeling so sore.

“Oh, God! What should I do?” Clara screamed that night, making everyone on the street turn to look at her, thinking that a desperate madwoman was yelling at the Creator.

Clara continued walking down the street at night. The woman walked unsteadily with legs that began to ache from fatigue. Piles of snow stacked up on the side of the sidewalk make the night view less pleasant. It would be nice if the snow was pure white, but the snow mixed with mud made the sides of the road look disgusting.

Not long after, she heard the sound of her stomach growling. She hadn’t had dinner yet. She had left Patrick and Linda without dinner because she wasn’t in the mood to eat. How could she possibly have an appetite after hearing her true identity?

“Why is my life terrible? How could I ever be hungry when I’m down?” the beautiful woman muttered while holding her rumbling stomach. Why had she never seen this kind of scene in a movie? Why did so much crying starve her half to death?

Clara looked around. Looking for a place in the vicinity that sells food to prop up the stomach. Her eyes then stopped wandering when she found a cafe bakery: Sakura.

“This place looks familiar?” muttered Clara while narrowing her eyes, trying to remember something in the past.

Clara widened her eyes as she remembered the place. Wasn’t that where she met the hot janitor and made herself end the night with a hot kiss from a guy?