Chapter 75: It’s All Worth It

This uniqueness leaves a deep impression on everyone who notices him. In contrast, the Bennett brothers never held Samuel Grant in high regard. After all, the Bennett family is also a prestigious family, with deep family roots. In the eyes of the brothers, they were not interested in Samuel Grant’s status, not to mention they often sensed his obvious flattery. Their opinion of William Foster was completely different. Although he entered everyone’s sight in a wheelchair, even the tall members of the Bennett family standing beside him could clearly sense his aura, which far surpassed theirs. It seemed that even if he couldn’t truly stand up and walk, his inner confidence and powerful charisma were enough to create the illusion of being over six foot three. No one belittled him from the start because of his mobility issues; instead, they believed even more that there must be outstanding characteristics and advantages behind this person. William Foster and Samuel Grant were worlds apart, incomparable to each other. One was the ordinary-looking, often ingratiating Samuel Grant, while the other was the charismatic William Foster, who exuded an extraordinary demeanor even while sitting in a wheelchair. This contrast further magnified the gap between them by many times. After some consideration, Charles Bennett spoke up, "Honestly, putting Samuel Grant against William Foster, I suddenly feel that the latter is indeed a good choice. But doesn’t this feel a bit like picking a brother-in-law from a pile of scraps?" There was a tone of doubt in his words as they fell. Samuel Grant patted his third brother’s shoulder to comfort him, "You can’t be blamed for thinking this way. We were too influenced by Samuel Grant’s performances in the past. Now, compared with others, anyone can see the obvious advantages. However, I think William Foster, despite his visual impairment and leg disability, isn’t entirely negative." Charles Bennett still feeling confused, asked, "Isn’t it a bad thing? Surely, his appearance meets the standard, but for a girl like Clara who has long been at the top of the social circle, wouldn’t marrying someone with physical flaws significantly lower her status?" "You know, even before she made a clear statement, many suitors were already trying to woo her. Choosing such a partner would somewhat lower her value, wouldn’t it?" James Bennett coldly interjected, "Firstly, maybe it’s because she developed feelings for William Foster, and since she said it, she’s bound to do it. This is something we Bennetts should praise." "Secondly, William Foster in this state poses basically no threat to our Clara; he’s not someone who would actively resist or argue, and he doesn’t interact with many women daily, so there’s no opportunity for him to cheat." Samuel Grant nodded in agreement, seeing the above points as very good advantages in protecting his beloved sister. After hearing this, Charles Bennett also felt there might be some truth to these words. In reassessing the interaction between Clara and William Foster, this trend-following netizen unexpectedly felt a touch of warmth even—sweetness?—from the bottom of their heart. It seems that paying attention to and participating in discussions about others’ relationships is truly one of many people’s daily pleasures. Half an hour had passed, and after a series of detailed and serious communications, Clara Bennett and William Foster finally reached an agreement on this relationship that both sides could accept. The two clearly agreed on their respective rights and duties within this special marriage relationship. For Clara, what she most hoped for was to take the approach of having a concealed marriage, setting the duration for three years. Even facing such a slightly negative and covert idea proposal, William Foster still didn’t express any opposition. The reasoning behind it wasn’t complicated. When discussing contract marriages with a certain purpose, a time limit of certain length is inevitably set as a guarantee. Since it was decided to come back to life to give Clara enough time to complete some specific plans, now naturally it would be to use the equivalent three years to achieve her purpose. During this period, she had to properly resolve personal conflicts with certain members of the Foster family while also being able to give William Foster the necessary attention and support. On this point, William Foster ultimately gave an affirmative answer. What William Foster proposed was that, on the premise of ensuring Clara would not get pregnant, the two should maintain intimate relations at least twice a week. This was a frequency he meticulously calculated; it allowed both parties to maintain close connection while fully accommodating each other’s needs. Initially, someone had proposed a more frequent request, even trying to double the number, but this suggestion almost led to him being violently threatened by Clara, forcing a retreat to barely quell the conflict. Seeing her flushed face with a slightly fierce look made its way into William Foster’s eyes. Even though this expression could be a bit scary, in William Foster’s perspective, it was exceptionally cute and intriguing. Clara gritted her teeth, her cheeks flushed, saying, "I’ll be filming movies in the future, always busy, where do I have so much free time to deal with you!" She was almost roaring, a stubborn defiance flashing in her eyes. William Foster replied with a smile, "Don’t worry. I’ll cooperate with your schedule when the time comes." His voice was steady and gentle, as if he didn’t mind her worries, which made her even angrier. Clara almost rolled her eyes in frustration, "You totally didn’t understand what I meant! You were doing just fine before you met me, and now it’s like you can’t live without me?" She felt helpless yet amused, not understanding how William Foster could have such a dependent thought. William Foster laughed, "That’s because in the past, I hadn’t opened the door to a new world, and now I have." His words revealed an indescribable sense of fulfillment, as if it was all worthwhile. "Is it the opportunity I gave?" Clara asked, with a hint of doubt in her tone. She seemed to be pondering whether she had the ability to bring about such a significant change in someone. William Foster’s smile revealed a rare hint of shyness. This smile didn’t quite match his usual image, leaving people feeling a bit unfamiliar. He said, "Of course, from you, my contribution is not small." He admitted that he didn’t have much initiative in this particular matter. Instead, Clara’s presence provided him with a new perspective, a new way of life. Hearing this, Clara almost wanted to give him a violent beating on the spot. But she ultimately agreed.