After finishing the call between Jacob and Clara, the girl immediately turned her gaze to the people around her.
She had forgotten that Clara was previously still in the living room of her family meeting when she contacted Jacob earlier.
"Ah, sorry, I forgot that before I was too busy with Jacob because I haven't contacted him for a long time," Clara said, scratching her nape that didn't itch and circulating her gaze around her.
Suddenly, the sound of laughter suddenly filled the room.
Everyone seemed amused by the childlike Clara, while Clara herself could only blush with her two cheeks slightly flushed.
"Don't laugh at me anymore," Clara squeaked softly as she twisted the hem of her shirt.
Mr. K, who realized this, of course, immediately stopped his laughter and gently rubbed Clara's hand.
He didn't want Clara to cry later because he realized that Clara was much more sensitive lately than before, more precisely since her pregnancy.
