Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41 A Message from Darren

Clara knew she couldn't compose herself and go back to work, so she bet her colleague Stephanie take charge of the interview, and she asked for a leave.

She took a taxi back to Horace's house.

Once she closed the door behind her and took off her shoes, she couldn't gather any strength to walk into the room, 30 she sat on the floor, lost and exhausted.

She couldnt help thinking of Darren, her nightmare.

“Every time when I think this must be the worst, but the next time you'll torment me even more cruelly.

You sent me to other men as if I was a commodity.

This time are you trying to insult me with your disgusting money?” When Ciara was about to drive herself to tears, she was suddenly scooped up into a bridal carry by somebody.

“what? At first, Clara was shocked, but then she spotted a handsome, angular face.

H was Horace.

Clara asked, ‘Horace.

Why..are you home?” tt was.

noon, and Horace should be at the office.

“l come home to fetch something; Horace explained.

Then, Horace noticed her eyes, red from constraining tears; his face sunken, and asked, “What about you? Why do you come home this early?” “The interview is finished, so I come home earlier” Clara explained, but then she realized she was still in Horace’s arms, which made her face bum.

“Horace...

could you let me down, It’s a bit embarrassing” “There's no one home; Horace said coolly, and carried Clara into the room, “Bon't sit an the floor again.

It’s too cold? Horace put Clara on the sofa in the living room and ask in a cool voice, ‘Have you had lunch yet?” While Clara was reminded that she was so angry with Darren that she had forgotten all about lunch, so she shook her head and ask, “What about you?” “Neither did I,’ “Well, let me cook for us.

Since Martha was not here, she, as Harace's wife, should be responsible for the cooking.

Once she got up, she suddenly remembered something, and said embarrassedly, ‘I am not so proficient in cooking.

Is it okay that I make some fried rice?"

She knew Horace was particular about eating.

Though not luxurious cuisines, Martha would normally prepare delicate home dishes and she would cook lots of food, and Clara was afraid she couldn't do so.

Horace thought Clara was rather cute with the cautious expression on her face, and he said, “Fired tice will be fine: Ciara breathed a sigh of relief, and putting down her purse and phone an the table, she went into the kitchen.

When Clara was cooking in the kitchen, her phone rang, and it was a message.

Clara was busy with cooking, but she worried that the message was sent by her colleagues about something important, so she Called out, “Horace, could you please check the message for me?” While Horace was reading the financial news, he lowered his head to check on Clara's phone upon her words.