Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Upon hearing the voice from the other end of the phone, Darren felt that his heart was having a spasm. He immediately hung up the phone without a second thought.

Staring at his mobile phone for a long time, he suddenly burst into crazy laughter.

Although it was only a "hello", he recognized the voice.

That was Horace.

That was really Horace!

Clara was really with Horace!

Darren laughed as tears almost fell from his eyes. Looking at the name "Baby" on his phone screen, he suddenly felt that name was so hard to look at.

Clara, Clara...How much did I owe you in my last life? So in this life, you enjoyed so much torturing me in the way you did! You were already married, and you still chose to get entangled with other men. And why, that man had to be Horace!

At the other end of the line, Horace put down Clara's mobile phone without any changes in his facial expression.

"Who was that?" Clara was still leaning on the seat, half-paralyzed and half numb from the alcohol intake. As her head was still not very clear, Horace answered the call for her when her phone rang.

"It's just a spam call," Horace answered back, still without change in his voice.

"I see." Clara's head hurt too much to think about his words. All she could do is covering up her forehead with her hand.

"How about your head? Still hurting?" Horace was still somewhat angry with her, but at this time, seeing Clara's delicate face frowning, his tone became involuntarily soft.

"Yes," Clara responded. Then she felt a pair of big hands reaching over and covering her temples.

"Feeling better this way?"

Horace caresses Clara's temple with his slightly coarse fingers. Clara's cheek was like burning that even Horace's fingers felt a little bit cold.

Clara's body stiffened slightly. Her heartbeat got faster for no reason. She moved away from her body and said, "I'm much better now. Thank you."

But as she just moved away, Horace suddenly increased the strength in his hand to imprison her around him.

"Don't move." Horace opened his mouth. His voice seemed colder than usual.

a little stunned. She turned her head sideways and suddenly realized that Horace's expression was a bit different than what it usually was. It

and began cautiously speaking,

she was his wife. What kind of man would not be angry if his wife was molested by

a cold voice. The temperature in the car seemed to drop several degrees

"Sorry," Clara whispered.

you would like to

in front of her, she suddenly thought

got anxious and said, "I thought this was just an ordinary dinner. Who could've

little worried about this situation. She was afraid that Horace would misunderstand her as an easy girl, just as Darren

extra anxious

husband and the only one who had given her warmth. The last thing that she

with a strange light in

he spoke. The tension

Horace spoke again, "If there is an occasion like this in the future,

Clara nodded.

with the right force. She felt very soothing and comfortable so that she was slowly leaning towards his shoulders. Feeling that soft body on his

and saw the glow on Clara's face, her long eyelashes trembling,

heart skipped a

up, almost overflowing from his chest, which he could not deny even

his mouth, and his voice was

found Horace's face so close to hers. The distance between them was even less than

that she was leaning against Horace, so she hurried to

slid down her

head and covered Clara's thin lips

made Clara feel that her head exploded with emotions and she woke up with

her? She could not believe it

arrived at the hotel,

and walked to the

bed, Horace noticed that Clara's wrist was all red and swollen because Muller

ice. He took out his mobile phone

pigs fly now?" As soon as

asking you for a favor." Horace's tone was still very calm, but anyone familiar with him would sense that there was something dangerous