CHAPTER 505 DROPPING BY AT NIGHT
However, Clarissa didn’t use her old phone much. Instead, she preferred her new phone.
After returning to his grandfather’s house, Damien sent Mrs. Faber a text.
Damien: [You should talk to your son and get him to stop interacting with Connie Hale.]
Damien was worried that Connie was making use of Caleb.
After a moment, he received a response.
Mrs. Faber: [Don’t worry, Mr. Lawrence.]
That night, Mrs. Faber called Caleb and had a conversation with him about the incident years ago,
detailing how Connie had made life difficult for Clarissa and the like.
Only then did Caleb understand why Mr. Lawrence had warned him about Connie earlier that day.
However, Caleb did not rebel against this. Since Connie wasn’t a good person, he would limit his
interactions with her.
Caleb could hear the noise of a coughing child through the line.
“Mom, is Neil sick?” Caleb asked. “Mr. Lawrence isn’t there, either. Did you take him to the hospital?”
“It’s fine. He probably caught a cold this morning. I’ve already made him some chicken soup. He’s even
had a pear tonight. I’ll make him some honey tomorrow, and he’ll be right as rain soon enough,” Mrs.
Faber said.
“Alright. You do your thing.”
The next day after accounting class, Clarissa made Caleb stay in the classroom to talk about Connie.
“Okay, Clarissa, I get it. I’ll stop interacting with her.” Caleb was a little bit annoyed now.
So many people had been bugging him about this just because he had talked to Connie more recently.
He was a young adult, so getting impatient was normal.
“Someone’s already talked to you?” Clarissa asked as she put her books together.
“Yes, Mr. Lawrence and my mother have both mentioned it to me. Right, did you know that your son is
sick?” Caleb asked. “I heard Neil coughing while I was chatting to my mother last night. It doesn’t
sound right.”
Caleb didn’t mention that his mother was already treating Neil with some home remedies. Otherwise,
Clarissa would’ve kept going on about Connie. Caleb had just about had enough of that. There was
nothing between him and Connie, but the way they made it sound, it was like they were in some
forbidden relationship.
“Neil?” As expected, Clarissa frowned in worry.
Clarissa nearly tripped from the shock. She wondered if Neil’s sickness was natural or manmade. Belonging to .
If it was manmade, then Iris had surely caused it.
Clarissa rushed out of the classroom in a hurry.
After getting home, she grabbed her old phone and sent Mrs. Faber a Whatsapp message.
However, she saw the dozen photos Connie had sent her. Each showed Damien and Chanel together.
In some of them, they were quite intimate too.
Clarissa ignored all of this, not wanting to bother.
However, at this juncture when their own child was sick, Damien was with some other woman and
some other kid, enjoying the time of his life. Clarissa was filled with so much anger that she really
wanted to vent.
Clarissa: [Mrs. Faber, how is Neil?]
Mrs. Faber: [Did Caleb tell you? He’s fine. I’ve made him some honey, and he’s nearly all better. It’s just
a small thing. I can handle it.]
Clarissa let out a relieved breath.
Although Mrs. Faber could handle it, she was still worried.
She sent Damien a Whatsapp message.
Clarissa: [Where are you? When are you returning to Genovia?]
Damien: [After a few days.]
Clarissa: [Neil is sick. You should go and see him. I’m worried.]
Damien: [You should go yourself if you’re worried.]
Damien had just met with Seth, which was why he was a bit annoyed at Clarissa.
Just the name Damian made him want to give her hell.
Clarissa had never called Damien by his middle name. He was pretty sure she had forgotten what it
was.
If it hadn’t been for Seth saying he liked forcing her into things, Clarissa would be in much more trouble
than this.
But to remove this perception, he held back.
Looking at that Whatsapp message and recalling how close Damien was with someone else’s child
without caring for his own, Clarissa became a little reticent.
Clarissa: [I’m going to class!]
Damien ignored her.
However, he dropped by her house that night.
Both were angry with each other.