Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 9

"Cough, cough, cough."

Horace's question had totally taken her aback. She was choked by water and coughed violently.

"Be careful." Unlike the panicky Clara, Horace just calmly caressed her back.

Clara looked up in a fluster and met his eyes. He was just staring at her swollen chin.

That mark was so unpleasant to the eye.

He immediately took out the plaster from the medicine box on the bedside table, squeezed it on his hand and applied it to her red and swollen chin.

Feeling his cold touch, she still looked at him with some vigilance. She hesitated and finally said, "How do you know Darren?"

"You said his name when you were dreaming."

Clara was stunned. Then she remembered that just now she was in a coma where she dreamed about what happened two years ago.

Her eyes darkened involuntarily. Before she had figured out how to answer, Horace spoke again at an appropriate speed.

"Clara, I don't care what happened to you in the past. But I hope you understand that you are my wife now, and I don't like my wife to call other people's names in bed."

When he said these words, there was no emotion in his tone. However, Clara felt an unspeakable hegemony.

Especially his black eyes which seemed calm but actually deep and dark, she can't make out what kind of emotion in his eyes.

Horace then helped Clara finish coating the medicine. Clara drooped her head, "Thank you."

"Not at all," murmured Horace who put away the ointment. "I don't like the traces of others on you."

Clara's body was stiff again.

Although she didn't say anything, it seemed that he already knew.