Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 50

Clara was stunned. The little girl?

Horace's face also changed slightly. "What clue?"

"It's a photo taken around the place where the accident happened, shall I'll send it to you?"

"Okay."

After the call, Horace resumed ordering food. Clara couldn't resist her curiosity and asked, "Who is the little girl that Isaac said?

Horace glanced at Clara.

If it was someone else asking this kind of question, he would feel annoyed, because he never liked others to ask about his personal things. But he was glad that Clara asked.

She finally had some interest in him.

"A girl saved me when I was kidnapped." Horace didn't want to hide it. "I've been looking for her. I want to thank her."

Kidnapping?

Clara was stunned.

The kidnapping because of which people thought Horace had become crippled?

Clara was a little curious, but she knew that the kidnapping must be the same to Horace as what happened two years ago to her. It must be a nightmare. So, she didn't ask more.

Horace ordered the takeout, and half an hour later, the doorbell rang.

Clara opened the door, and saw the delivery man standing at the door nervously, "Did you order the pizza?"

Clara looked at the box in his hand and was stunned.

Horace ordered pizza?

"Yes." The delivery man obviously had never delivered takeaway to such a rich area. That was the reason why he was so nervous, Clara quickly took it and signed, "Thank you."

Walking into the room with a pizza, Clara couldn't help asking, "Horace, do you like pizza?" Horace was stunned when he saw the box in her hand, "The shop is a pizzeria?"

"Yeah, or what do you think?" Horace furrowed his brows and turned his laptop to Clara, "It is called Italian Mood, I ordered the 'Italian flavors' meal, I thought it was a whole set of Italian dishes."

Clara was dumbfounded.

How naïve these rich people could be! He took the name of the restaurant and the name of the dish seriously.

"Most of these deliveries are pizza, Italian pizza." Clara put the pizza on the table, "Have you ever tried pizza?"

"I tried grilled pizza in Europe." Horace looked down, "I haven't really tried pizza in a cardboard box."

"Take it as an experience then." Clara pulled off a piece of pizza and handed it to Horace with a grin.

Horace reached for the pizza and took a bite, frowning slightly, "It tastes different from what I've eaten before.

Clara was a little amused, "It's not bad to eat like this once in a while." As she spoke, she pulled a piece of herself and shoved it into her mouth.

In fact, compared to the exquisite dishes that Martha prepared every day, such simple and casual food fit her taste more.