The Lawyer’s Lie Chapter 08

The Lawyer’s Lie Chapter 08

The clerk was just about to answer when the computer chimed.

“Clara Bennett’s visitation request has also been approved. I’ll call and notify her.”

Clara’s hoarse voice came through on the other end. “I’ll be there right away.”

In the end, Julian saw nothing.

In the visitation room, separated by a pane of glass, Clara finally saw Noah.

He had wasted away until he barely looked like himself, but he still smiled and signed to her, “Don’t cry.”

Only then did Clara realize her face was already covered in tears.

The lawyer she had brought knew American Sign Language and stood beside her, translating the legal terms

back and forth.

When time was up, Clara was led out.

The lawyer said beside her, “Your brother really loves you. He was afraid that if these things came out, they

would affect your career, so he kept hiding the truth even in prison.”

Clara closed her eyes as another sharp pain pierced her chest.

She would make those people pay.

When she returned to the hospital, Julian was already waiting outside her room.

The moment he saw her, he strode over, his tone harsh.

“Who helped you file the retrial petition? Besides me, who would dare take your case?”

Clara looked at him and suddenly understood.

So from the very beginning, he had been certain the case could never be reopened.

Because with one word from him, no one in D.C.’s legal circles had dared to take her case.

She said nothing and moved around him to go inside.

Julian grabbed her wrist. “Clara, I’ll represent you in the retrial. Please talk to me, okay?”

“Julian.”

Wendy stood in the doorway, and the fruit basket in her hand dropped to the floor.

“You’re going to help that rapist reopen his case? Do you think he’s innocent too? Then what about what I suffered?”

She turned and ran. Julian released Clara and chased after her.

Clara did not look back. She checked herself out of the hospital alone.

Not long after, the petition to reopen Noah’s case was approved.

The investigation into Mia’s death also began.

Then Clara received the final divorce decree.

She looked at the documents and laughed out loud, laughing until her stomach hurt before she finally stopped.

In truth, her stomach had been hurting for days. She had been enduring it because she was afraid of missing any of this news.

Now she could finally see a doctor.

But the doctor congratulated her instead. “Ms. Bennett, you’re pregnant.”

Clara walked out of the hospital in a daze.

Not far away, Julian strode toward her, his face filled with anger.

“If my people hadn’t seen you at the hospital, were you planning to never contact me again?”

Clara paused, then said flatly, “There’s no need. Anything you need to know will be sent to you.”

Julian was left speechless. But when he saw how pale she looked, some of the anger in his chest faded.

“Have you not been sleeping well these past few days?” His voice softened. “Are you still waking up in the middle of the night?”

Clara said nothing. Julian took a step forward, wanting to take her hand.

“Clara.”

A voice came from around the corner. Wendy walked out.

“Julian said I need psychiatric treatment.”

“Come with me, Clara. I was wrong before. Since you’re not doing well mentally either, we can go together.

Then I won’t be scared.”

Julian glanced at Clara and said, “Go with her.”

Wendy was afraid, so he came to Clara and asked her to keep Wendy company. It was bitterly ironic.

Clara’s chest tightened. She took a step back. “I’m not going.”

Wendy opened her mouth to speak again.

But Julian shook his head. “Fine. Then I’ll take you home.”

Clara could not get out of it, but she never expected Julian to take her straight to a private psychiatric facility.

Clara shouted after him, but he only paused for a moment and left one sentence behind.

“Get better. I’ll pick you up in a week.”

Inside the room, Wendy looked at the people in white coats, then turned back and smiled at Clara.

“The doctors here are all old classmates of mine. They’ll take good care of you, Clara.”

By the time Clara realized something was wrong, it was already far too late.