Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 58

When she finally grasped what the butler meant, Clara's face turned red. Before she could answer, she was pushed into the room by him.

When Clara walked into the room and just stood still, Rodney closed the door.

Click.

The door was locked from the outside.

Clara was startled and knocked at the door. "Rodney, Rodney? Why did you lock the door?"

There was no answer outside.

Clara was anxious and tried to open the door, but it was locked from the outside.

"Don't knock. They did it on purpose." Just as Clara was worried, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Clara was stunned. She turned her head and saw Horace sitting behind her.

Under the dim light, Horace was sitting in a wheelchair. His suit jacket had been taken off, revealing the white shirt inside. The two buttons had also been loosened, which revealed his sexy and charming collarbones.

"Horace?" Clara then realized. She glanced across the room and saw the bed. Her eyes widened. "Is this the room we sleep in at night? But this bed is too small, isn't it?"

The bed in front of her was just a wide single bed, which could barely accommodate two people, who must hug each other to sleep on it.

"Yes." Horace noticed at first, "They should have done it on purpose."

Clara also understood that this might be what Russell said before, the special preparation. Her face turned red.

Indeed, although Clara and Horace slept together at home, they had little contact because the bed was large. But if they slept in this bed, it would be different.

"Just now." Horace suddenly spoke and looked at Clara. "What did grandpa tell you?"

Clara remembered what Russell had just said to herself, and her cheeks became even hotter.

"No, nothing." Clara was too shy to repeat what she just heard, and she was not good at lying at all. She felt guilty when she said this.

Horace raised his eyebrows, standing up directly from the wheelchair to walk slowly to Clara. "Even if you don't tell me, I can still guess what the old man told you."

Clara's face was even hotter. "You, you can?"

Horace had come to Clara at this time. Looking at her flustered and shy appearance, he felt very cute. For a moment, he couldn't help teasing her.

"Of course." When Horace spoke again, his voice was lower which sounded sexy and charming. Not only that, he pressed his hand on the door next to Clara's head. He leaned down to approach her, "Does he want you to have children with me?"

Clara felt that her face was about to burn, and she bowed her head. "Well, it's normal for the elder to worry about you."

Clara's voice became softer as Horace became lower and closer to her, and his cheek was almost touching hers.

The breath of men came to her, wrapping her, which made her flustered and breathe quickly.

Horace was just trying to joke with Clara. But as he got closer to Clara, he smelled the faint fragrance on her. For a moment, he was also moved.