CLARA'S POV
“Clara??!!!” Ma'am Irene called.
“Yes ma'am, I am coming!!!” I yelled as I let go of what I was doing in the living room and went into the kitchen.
“Please help me flip that pie over so it won't get burnt.” She said.
“Okay ma'am.” I said.
Ma'am Irene was busy in the kitchen making some pie and Italian sauce while I was in the living room cleaning it.
It's been two days since Arsenio's disagreement on not ever wanting a child and he had successfully avoided me like a plague in two days.
He is barely seen around the house and when he gets back home and sees me, he doesn't spare me any glance.
He is currently missing from the house again and for some reasons, I was not happy about it.
“Ma'am Irene, can I ask a question??”
“Of course Clara, go ahead.”
“What was Sir's Fa
