Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38 How Many Times?

Without expecting such a question from him, she felt her cheeks burning, “How do you know that?’ “I fait it that night’ Clara froze a moment until she realized he was talking about that wild night when they had almost done it.

She felt her cheeks hoi enough to boil eggs.

She then took a peep at him and found him staring at her with a half-smile on his face.

Clara's face reddened even more.

Unwilling to be looked down upon by Horace, she clenched her teeth and said, “So what? Looks like youre very experienced, then tell me, how many times?” Much to his surprise, Horace was checkmated by the always timid Clara.

Then the lift reached the first floor.

Horace then raised his hand nearby his lip and gave an awkward cough, ‘Here we are.

Let's get on the car” With that he wheeled himself out before her.

She hadn't expected her to take that question serious herself, but she got worked up when she saw his reaction, so she went right after him and said, “You didn't answer my question.

So how many times have you ever done it?” As unylelding as she had always been, Clara never let go of anything she had determined to find out, so she kept questioning even after they got in the car.

“Come on, tell me.

Is it because you have done it So many times that you can't tell me? Were they with the same woman? Or different ones? in the car, Horace felt overwhelmed by her.

He propped up his forehead with his hand.

He regretted having started the conversation and shot himself in the foot.

He had never expected to see that chattering side of her, But that's kind of cute.

As he saw Clara bending over his wheelchair and questioning him, with hes twinkding eyes and her pouty cheeks, Horace couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

The unexpected kiss caught her off-guard.

She felt the warmth on her brow on fire, burning her face.

She squared her shoulders and sat back down in her own seat.

Horace was surprised to see her react that much, and burst into laughter, “So this can hush you,” Clara glared at him but stopped bombarding him with questions.

After all the fooling around with Horace, Clara felt Much better from the bad mood she had got with Darren and nodded off with her head leaning on the window.

Seeing that Clara was asleep, Isaac, who had kept quiet in the front seat, finally asked in a lowered voice, ‘Mr.

Kirkland, I got the result of what happened to Mrs.

Kirkland two years ago.” Horace, who was staring at the asleep Clara in profile, turned to him with a cooler face, “You found that man?” “Yes.” “Where is he?” “As you told me to, I have locked him up.

What are we gonna do next, Mr.

Kirkland? Should we find some guys to beat him up?” “Beat him?’ A cruel sniff flashed across his face.

“Oh, he wishes.

When Clara's home, you go there with me? With a chillness in his eyes, Isaac said, "Ves, Mr.

Kirkland.” When the car reached the house, Clara woke up and rubbed her eyes.

‘Clara, you go home first.

Have a rest.