Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 81

It was totally unbelievable that Darren would ask this question in such a direct and reckless way. Clara was startled by him, frowning, and answered, "I'm sorry, sir. I don't want to answer such a question."

When she was about to turn around and leave, Darren walked towards her at a fast pace and took her by the wrist.

"Well, indeed, a director won't want to ask you such a question." Darren said anxiously, "But I was your boyfriend, and I want to… Well, I am your friend now, and I want you to tell me the truth."

He had wandered outside for a whole night, lost in thought of Clara and everything about her.

Then he found that, for him, the marriage between Clara and Horace now mattered the most.

Before, he always believed that Clara married Horace only for his wealth, but now, at that moment, after everything that had happened, he had to reconsider their marriage again.

If it had not been for money, Clara would only marry Horace for two reasons.

It was either for love, or for a compromise with reality.

Darren would never convince himself of the former reason, because, although it had already been two years since they broke up, he refused to believe that she had already forgotten her love for him since he himself hadn't forgotten his love for her.

Therefore, he would rather believe that she married him only because she had no other choice.

In order to find out the truth, he had sent someone to investigate their marriage, which revealed the truth that Clara had had countless blind dates a month before their marriage.

All those men whom she had dated were neither handsome nor rich, but all of them were registered permanent residents in Stratmont. The discovery, associated with Helena's disease, gradually led him to an answer.

That was why he came to question Clara about her attitude. He wanted some excuses for their badly-ended relationship two years ago.

Questioned in such a pressing way, Clara turned pale. She tried to calm herself down and then refuted, "Darren, Horace is your uncle and I am your aunt now. It is quite inappropriate for you to pry into your family elders' life, isn't it? Mind your own business."

Such a refutation was unexpected. Darren gnashed, "Clara, don't beat around the bush! You never love Horace, right? You married him only because he is a registered resident in Stratmont, right?"

That Darren had made such an in-depth investigation was out of Clara's imagination, which planted a shade of unbelievability and fear in her eyes.

Noticing the change in Clara's countenance, Darren was then convinced that he had found out the truth and his heart began to beat more and more wildly.

He held her wrist more tightly and further questioned, "Clara, am I right? You don't love him at all, right? Well, of course, how can you love a cold and disabled man?"

Even Darren himself couldn't tell why he cared about this marriage.

The only thing that he was sure about was that he would be caught by fury whenever he thought about the scene that Clara would sleep with Horace every night and they had already seen every part of each other.

Thus, he would insult and humiliate Horace whenever he could. However, it seemed that Horace was better than him from every perspective except for his crippled legs and aloof personality.

Clara was going to ignore his words, but his insult to Horace made her angry in an indescribable way.

"Darren, stop this nonsense!" she got rid of him with all her strength and scolded coldly, "You are the last one in the world that can insult or humiliate him! You are never better than him! Are you more handsome and richer or do you have a greater trust in me? I will let you know that I have never regretted my choice of marring him!"

Darren would never believe that Clara, such a gentle girl, would fight against her in such a violent way.

He was stupefied by her words and anger, and then gradually grew paler and paler.

Why did she become so angry? Was it because of Horace?