Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 73

Clara herself knew how bad her reasons were. She just secretly rummaged on someone else's things. She couldn't believe she would do such bad behavior.

Horace looked at Clara, whose face was pale, and felt a pain in his heart.

Shit.

Could it be that his tone just now was too severe and thus scared her?

Horace really didn't want to yell at her, but the scene where the necklace almost shattered just now seemed to be still in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel some anger in his chest.

This necklace, to him, represented too much if it really broke just now...

He didn't even dare to think about it.

He knew that he was with Clara now, and he was afraid that his attitude would not be very good, so he turned and walked to the closet, took out the shirt he wore when he went out, "I still have some business to do in my company. I'll go first, you rest early."

Clara's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She thought, "Didn't Horace want to see her anymore?"

But she couldn't say anything, just bit her lip and nodded.

Horace quickly changed his clothes, and without even blowing his hair, he sat in a wheelchair and left the room.

All the way downstairs, Martha was cleaning the room, when she saw Horace, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Master, it's late, where are you going?" She hurriedly chased after him. "And your hair, why is it wet? Hurry up and blow dry your hair quickly."

Only then did Horace stop the wheelchair, and his expression was still a bit cold, but he still said calmly, "Martha, there is something in our company I should deal with. Remember to remind Clara to change the fresh dressing for her wound."

"I know, but..."

Before Martha's words were finished, Horace had already left in his wheelchair without looking back.

in the room.

Clara sat down on the bed as if she had lost her soul.

The severe pain in the arm came, she carefully unwrapped the bandage to check and saw that the wound was torn open.

She knew that the wound had to be treated again, so she quickly picked up the cotton swab and wanted to be treated it. However, her left hand did not work well, and stabbed it several times, only to poke out more blood.

Her tears fell down, and she didn't know whether it was because of the pain or because of Horace's scolding just now.

It seems that that necklace really has a special meaning to Horace.

He just moved a little, which made Horace furious.

But…

It's really cruel. She is alive, but she can't compare with a necklace. It seems that she is nothing in Horace's heart.

Clara couldn't help being stunned when such an idea came up in her mind.

But the next second, she couldn't help but smile.

She thought to herself, "Clara, why did Horace think you are more important than that necklace? You should know that his necklace belonged to his ex-girlfriend, the girl named Laura. Such a beautiful girl, even a toe of hers is more beautiful than you, of course, a necklace can blow you away. But you, have you been too complacent these days? Just because Horace was a little gentle towards you, then you didn't know who you are, and you even dared to rummage through his things? You take yourself too seriously."

She should have known that in this world, no one would really care about her except her mother.

Whether it is her biological father, Glenn or Darren, who said she would accompany her for the rest of her life, they are just passers-by in her life.

How could she expect Horace to treat herself differently?

Clara understood these principles better than anyone else.