"No!"
Clara suddenly screamed and pushed Horace away.
Horace didn't expect that Clara would suddenly resist like this. He was pushed unprepared and took a few steps backward.
Looking up in surprise, he saw Clara's flushed face and watery eyes with fear.
In an instant, Horace suddenly calmed down like being soaked in the cold water.
Clara soon realized that she had gone too far. She felt guilty and cautiously approached Horace, "I'm sorry... I suddenly thought of what happened two years ago..."
For Clara, it was the most terrible nightmare.
Not just because the most precious things were lost overnight. It was because what happened that night made her discredited.
For a long time after that, she couldn't even get close to a man. Even shaking hands with men would make her afraid.
Now that she has recovered a lot, she once thought that she could accept Horace.
But when she did this, she still had instinctive resistance!
Looking at Horace calming down, Clara felt unspeakable guilt.
Horace must feel she was unreasonable. They were married and she agreed, but at the last minute, she still refused him.
No man could stand being rejected like this, can he?
Thinking of this, she summoned up her courage to approach Horace carefully, putting her hand around his neck, and took the initiative to kiss him, trying to turn on Horace again.
But Horace suddenly picked her up to put her on the bed.
Clara thought Horace would continue. She quickly tightened her body and prepared she would not act the same to push him away the last time.
After she waited for a long time, Horace didn't do anything. Instead, he picked up the quilt to cover her body.
Clara was stunned. "Horace, are you angry?"
Horace sat beside the bed and looked down at Clara with calm eyes. "No."
"Then why did you..."
"Ask me why I don't go on?" Horace whispered, his long fingers brushing Clara's cheek, soft and gentle, "Because I hope you will enjoy it, instead of enduring it for me."
He reacted to Clara, which he couldn't deny. To be exact, he reacted very much.
If he didn't care about Clara, maybe he would continue, because it was hard for men to hold back.
But he loved Clara.
Because of his love, he didn't want their first time to become a bad memory for Clara.
If he did that, what's the difference between him and the man she met two years ago?
Clara didn't expect Horace to say that. For a moment, she just felt that she was moved.
Men and women were different. For women, loving a person meant that they can give their all. For a man, if he fell in love, he would endure for her.
Her eyes twinkled and her tight body in the soft quilt finally relaxed, "Horace, thank you."
Horace chuckled, stood up, walked to the chair next to the table, and sat down. "You can sleep here today."
Clara was stunned. "What about you? Aren't you going to bed?"
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