After finishing her words, the corner of Clara's mouth revealed a bitter smile. Her enchanting eyes slightly curved into crescents, her moist eyelashes fluttered, and tears once again slid from the corners of her eyes.
The bitter love of being unable to be together despite their feelings only made it all the more unforgettable. Clara felt that she would never love anyone else in this lifetime.
This unforgettable forbidden love only made Clara sink deeper and deeper.
Perhaps what one couldn't have was always the best. Harry and Clara, in the midst of this agonizing love, only fell deeper for each other.
In fact, their feelings had even surpassed the love between Harry and Wanda.
"Silly girl, don't cry..." Seeing Clara's tearful, bitter smile, Harry's heart ached unbearably. He gently reached out to wipe the tears from her cheeks, softly kissed her red lips, and smiled tenderly. "Clara... actually... I've also tried probing your sister... Wanda can't bear to see you married off either... She wants you to stay at home forever... And... I feel like when she sees me being intimate with you... she... doesn't seem to mind at all."
Harry struggled to find the right words, unsure how to express himself.
"Clara, have you ever thought... if your sister and mom both agreed to us being together... would... would you be willing to be with me? That way... our family could stay together forever... and we... could always be together."
"Wishful thinking!~~" Clara pinched Harry's nose in playful annoyance, both exasperated and amused. "There's no way Sister and Mom would ever agree to something like this."
"But I'm saying if... if your sister and mom both approved of us being together, would you be willing?" Harry pressed seriously, gazing intently at Clara.
"Of course I would! I'd absolutely be willing!~~" Clara lifted her eyes in thought, then nodded. "That would be the best outcome. The only downside is that you, this big bad guy, would get to monopolize both of us sisters... There's a saying for this, isn't there? The happiness of having two wives!~~ If it really came to that, Brother-in-law, you'd be over the moon!~~"
"But I know Mom and Sister. With their temperaments, they'd never agree. And then there's Dad. If he found out you'd slept with both his daughters, you'd at the very least lose a leg."
"Pfft..." Harry couldn't help but laugh.
Right now, he wasn't just scheming to get Clara into bed—he also had Elena in his sights. And as for his mother-in-law, she was already in his grasp.
If his father-in-law ever found out that he'd slept with all the women in their family, losing a leg would be the least of his worries. The man would probably tear him to pieces.
Click.
Just then, a faint sound of the door opening abruptly shattered the sweet moment between the two. Guilty as thieves, Harry and Clara both paled in panic, scrambling to put distance between themselves.
But it was already too late. The study door had been pushed open, and Hazel's figure appeared in the doorway.
Seeing Harry and Clara sitting intimately on the sofa, their faces filled with alarm, Hazel immediately understood what was happening. Her expression darkened slightly as she asked, "Clara, what are you doing in your brother-in-law's study?"
"Oh... Mom... I was just borrowing Brother-in-law's computer to fill out some forms before I head back to school for the competition..." Clara stammered nervously under her mother's gaze, her guilty conscience making her words falter.
Harry, on the other hand, remained composed. He smiled naturally as he stood up. "Mom, you're back from work?"
Hazel shot Harry a reproachful glance before turning back to her daughter. "You silly girl, always lounging around at home without helping with dinner. I have to do everything myself when I get back. Go downstairs and start cooking!"
Clara had expected a scolding from her mother, but instead, Hazel acted as if she hadn't noticed anything unusual, simply ordering her to help as usual. This made Clara exhale in relief.
Thank goodness... Thank goodness Mom didn't say anything about what just happened... That was so scary! From now on, we have to be more careful at home! If it had been Sister who walked in... it would've been over... But... Mom definitely saw Brother-in-law holding me just now... Will she pull me aside later for a talk? Ugh, this is so annoying... I can't let this happen at home again.
Lost in thought, Clara quickly nodded obediently, stood up, and scurried out of the room. "Got it, Mom!"
Clara looked like a little girl who'd been caught misbehaving—her guilty, fearful expression almost made Harry laugh.
This silly girl... Why has she been clinging to Harry so much lately? Could they have already...? If Wanda finds out... What are we going to do? She's so irresponsible... Hazel fretted inwardly. Once Clara had gone downstairs, she immediately turned to Harry and asked anxiously, "What were you and Clara doing just now? How far have the two of you gone?"
"Mom, you saw it too... Clara and I really don't have anything... we're just a little intimate... but we didn't do anything cheating," Harry said honestly.
He and Hazel had already done things a hundred times more excessive and incestuous than what happened with Clara, so Harry wasn't worried about Hazel causing trouble over this.
In fact, Harry thought that letting Hazel know about his relationship with Clara now might even be a good thing.
"Really? Don't lie to me! If Wanda finds out about this, how are you two going to handle it?"
Hazel was clearly angry, glaring at Harry and scolding him fiercely: "You two are really so irresponsible! Clara is still young... there are things she doesn't understand yet... you... you better not mess around, understand?"
Seeing Hazel's furious expression, Harry smiled faintly, walked over to her with a grin, wrapped his arms around Hazel's waist, and said softly: "Mom, you and I are already like this, and Wanda doesn't know. How could Wanda possibly find out about Clara and me?
Besides, if Wanda finds out that Clara and I are flirting, it might not be a bad thing for us. We can use this chance to test Wanda. If Wanda
Besides, if Wanda finds out that Clara and I are flirting, it might not be a bad thing for us. We can use this chance to test Wanda. If Wanda accepts my relationship with Clara, then wouldn't it be easier for her to accept what's between you and me?
Haven't you always thought Clara's boyfriend lives too far away and isn't good enough? If Clara stays with me in the future, wouldn't she be by your side just like Wanda?"
As he spoke, Harry's hand slipped into Hazel's collar, grabbing one of her large breasts and kneading it gently.
Hazel, who had been trying to maintain a stern expression, immediately flushed red, gasping and moaning softly as her body melted into Harry's embrace.
The scolding words she had been about to say were instantly forgotten under the waves of pleasure.
"I... I'm not saying you can't be with Clara... just... just be careful... Wanda is pregnant right now... if she sees you two and can't handle it, what if it hurts the baby?"
Under Harry's touch, Hazel's tone softened immediately.
"Got it, I'll be careful. Honey, did you miss me these past few days? Hmm?"
Harry kissed Hazel's temples and ears, rubbing his erect crotch against her plump, round buttocks as he spoke lustfully.
"You bastard!~~ Where have you been these past few days? I never see you!~~ You!~~ And you still have the nerve to ask me!~~" Hazel moaned resentfully, responding eagerly to Harry's caresses. She turned her head, trying to kiss Harry with her full, sensual lips.
Under Harry's teasing touches, Hazel was nothing like the stern mother-in-law she had been moments ago. Compared to how she acted when Clara was around, it was like she was a completely different person!
One moment, she was a strict mother-in-law and a strict mother, the next, she was a slutty mistress, a cheating wife thirsty for sex, acting like Harry's personal sex slave.
"I've been busy making money... Back when I was broke, didn't you always look down on me? Now that I have money, don't you feel proud when you go out?"
Harry pinched Hazel's hardened nipples and teased her with a smirk.
"Making money is important, but... but you should spend more time with me too... Ah!~~ Ahh!~~ Oh god!~~ Harry!~~ You're making mom feel so good!~~ Mom wants it again!~~" Hazel moaned uncontrollably, her entire body limp in Harry's arms. Her voluptuous ass kept grinding against Harry's erection, as if she couldn't wait to devour his penis right then and there.
"Weren't you just scolding me and Clara, saying we're irresponsible? Now that it's you, aren't you afraid Wanda will see?"
Harry lifted Hazel's skirt with a lewd smile, sliding his hand between her legs and immediately feeling the scorching wetness there: "Mom, you're not wearing panties again today? Hmm?"
"This... this is so you can fuck me anytime, anywhere!~~"
Hazel panted desperately, turning around to hug Harry tightly and kissing him deeply, her tongue tangling with his as if she couldn't control herself anymore: "I don't care!~~ Mmm!~~ Ahh!~~ I don't care anymore!~~ I!~~ I want you!~~ Harry!~~ Please!~~ Fuck mom!~~ Mom missed you so much these past two days!~~ Mom can't take it anymore!~~ Ah!~~ Ahh!~~ Oh god!~~ Mom is dying!~~ You bastard!~~ Hurry!~~ Hurry and stick it in!~~"