Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 4

The sunlight fell on the man's angular face and flattered his perfect contour. His eyes were calm as always.

It was Horace.

Her newly-married husband, Horace, was the CEO of Solrace?!

Clara was baffled and froze there.

Horace smiled and said, "You are from GLAM? Please take a seat."

Being nudged by her colleagues, Clara managed to get it together and sat on the sofa.

Horace pushed the wheelchair up to them. Clara's colleague asked excitedly, "Can we start, Mr. Kirkland?"

"Please." Horace was being still lukewarm. His eyes didn't linger on her, as if they didn't know each other at all.

His attitude made Clara wonder if he just looked like her husband?

Two of her colleagues blushed and asked hesitantly, "Can we know your name?"

"My name is Horace." His words swept away Clara's remaining doubt.

Horace.

He was Horace Kirkland.

Her newly-married husband.

Clara's colleague put on an ingratiating smile. "We got several questions for you."

Then she looked at Clara who was still lost in thought. She got impatient and pinched Clara secretly.

"Ouch." Clara felt the pain and finally reacted.

According to the plan, Clara was responsible for the interview, and the other two colleagues took notes.

Clara tried to cool off and started the interview in a professional manner. "Mr. Kirkland, are you from Stratmont?"

"Maybe. Maybe not. I was born in Stratmont, but I went to America in an early age." Unlike Clara, Horace remained calm all the time.

Clara found it rather hilarious. Her husband was sitting in front of her, but she didn't know anything about him.

Clara tried not to be carried away by her thoughts and focused on the work. She threw the prepared questions one by one at Horace.

It went pretty well. Though Horace acted coolly, he did cooperate. It quelled the rumors that he was aloof.

Clara also came into her own and temporarily forgot that Horace was her husband. But when she saw the next question, she became silent. The whole office remained muted.

"Clara, what are you doing?" Clara was nudged. She smiled embarrassedly.

"Sorry, Mr. Kirkland, it is a rather private question, but I think many female readers will be interested in it." Clara tried to scatter the strange feelings and read the question on the script out loud, "Are you married?"

Clara almost bit her tongue after asking this question.

Wasn't it nonsense? She knew it more clearly than anyone that he was not single. But she had to ask it in front of others.

Clara looked nervously at Horace. She didn't know if it was her illusion that Horace grinned a bit.

But it disappeared so fast that she started to question herself.