Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 34 How About Changing Your Job?



Chapter 34 How About Changing Your Job?

Chapter 34 How About Changing Your Job? Oarren was startled.

He didn't expect Horace to react this way when seeing these photos.

Horace thought Horace would be furious and break up with Clara.

However, Horace looked indifferent.

id it mean that Horace believed in Clara? Oarren was frustrated by this idea.

He couldn't accept this.

Why did Horace trust Clara 50 much? Clara was just Horace’s mistress.

Darren had been in a relationship with Clara.

Nonetheless, when he saw those photos, he thought that Clara was a dissolute woman without even

thinking about it.

Oid it mean that Darven didnt trust Clara? Thinking of this, Darren tried his beat to calm himself down.

Darren thought he couldn't be wrong.

The evidence were those photos! Barren told himself that Horace didn't care about it because Horace

didn't love Darren at all.

"Darren, you eeem to be very interested in my ‘woman, Horace said in an impassive voice.

Darren froze.

Looking up at Horace who remained catm, Darren suddenly realized that he was acting like a clown.

Besides, akhough Horace was sitting ina wheelchair, he looked extremely elegant and graceful.

This reminded Darren of what Sean had told him.

Oarrer’s father, Sean Kirkland, who was always arrogant, ssid that he would have lost if Horace hadnt

lost his legs.

Thinking of this, Darren felt very depressed, Darren had thought of himself as a genius.

But now, he realized that he was far dwarfed by Horace.

Although Darren didnit have to compare himself with Horace, this perspective made Darren irritable for

no reason.

Somehow, Darren aid, “Yes.

After all, I dated her in college.

You might not know it, Horace.” Darren deliberately made his voice frivolous, a if he wanted to anger

Horace.

Darren's words worked.

Horace clenched the armrest of the wheelchair silently, and soon, he sneered, “Really?” Horace's tone

was cok, which made Darren's hair stand on end.

Only then did Darren realize that he seemed to have gone too far.

His face turned pale and his tone softened.

“Horace, don't be angry You dont have to take such a woman seriously.

I asked this because tm afraid your wife will be upset.

“ The identity of Horace's new wife was kept unknoven.

lt was said that Russell had wanted Horace to Marry a woman from a noble family, which was even

regarded as a threat by Sean.

However, Horace suddenly announced that he had married an ordinary girl from a requias family.

Darren had been back for a long time, but he hadn't seen Horace'’s wife yet.

Horace squinted at Darren and didn't say anything.

Darren realized that Horace didn't want to talk about this.

Darren felt a little embarrassed and finally ‘answered Horace’s question.

‘I get these photos from an anonymous email” "Anonymous?"

Horace repeated in an expressiontess tone.

Garren nodded, but he was unwilling to give up.

“Horace, a word of caution, however.

Clara is reckless in her personal life, 30 she even has a bad reputation in the company.

You'd better.’ “Darren.

Before Darren could finish his words, Horace interrupted him in an unpleasant voice, "To some extent,

it's none of your business” Only then did Darren realize that he should stop, 30 he lowered his eyes

and said, “Im sory"NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

“Well, Darren, if there is nothing else, I should go home’ Horace tightened his collar and said, ‘My wife

is waiting for me at home” With that, Horace ignored Darren and walked out of the cafe.

After Horace got into the car and seated himself, isaac, who was situng in the passenger seat, felt that

the mood in the car was super subdued.

‘Isaac.

Horace said, "How is your investigation going?” it took Isaac a few seconds to realize what Horace

meant.

“Do you mean the incident that happened to Miss Selman two years?” “ves.

“Because it's been a long time since then, so it does take time and work? “You can ask Darren about it.

He received an email related to that event.

“Ves, sir” As Horace tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair, his face turned gloomy.

How dare they plot against Clara! Also...

When Horace saw Darren who came out of the cafe outside, his eyes turned even colder, Horace

heard that Darren had given up on Clara and was going to get marned soon.

If 0, Darren shouldn't he so concemed about the relationship between them.

Thinking of this, Horace sneered.

He didnt expect that he would fight for Clara with his nephew.

Clara didn’t even know how she finished this terrible day.

‘When it was time to get off work, Clara left the office as fast as she could.

When Ctara got home, she saw Horace, who always came back later than hes, was waiting in the living

room.

“Where are Martha and Donald?"

After Clara took Off her shoes, she walked into the living mom and tried her best ta look normal.

“I gave them a day off today” Therefore, only Horace and Clara were in this house, Horace stood up

from the veheelchair and took out the dishes from the kitchen.

“The dinner is ready.

Let's eat” Clara nabbed her slightly red eyes, nodded, and walked into the dining room.

During this dinner, both Clara and Horace were silent and deep in thought.

Horace finished his meal and whispered after a moment, “Clara, how about changing your job?” Clara

didrit expect Horace to say this, so she was shocked, “Why do you want me to change my job?”

Horace looked at Clara.

“Your company is too far from home, and it doesn't pay well.

You can find a better one” Clara also knew that a pay rise would be offered if she switched her job.

If it weren't for the fact that her mother was ill Clara might have left GLAM.

The monthly medical bills were so much that Clara couldn't change her job now.

However, Clara couldn't tell this to Horace, go she pursed her lips.

‘Tm very happy in GLAM, a0 I don't want to leave there.” Hearing this, Horace squeezed the fork in his.

hand.

“Really?” Horace looked at Clara with mixed feelings in his heart.


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