Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 107 Dining Together

Clara shrunk her neck and said, "I trust you, but I need mind-blowing news, anyway, it's a rumor. I'll

clarify it for you later, okay? You should help your wife's career!"

No!

Horace never expected that one day he would be so angry with the woman for this.

But damn it, looking at Clara in front of him begging, her pink little face made him eager to eat it in one

bite.

Therefore, he took her small hand and asked in an unpredictable tone, "What do you think that I and

Yolanda are holding hands like this?" "

"Good!" Clara replied simply.

"How about this?!" Horace grabbed her shoulder forcefully and moved closer to her.

Clara nodded and said, "Better, better!"

Horace's face suddenly turned gloomy.

She could even accept that?

This woman had no little sense of crisis!

A hint of cold air suddenly appeared in Horace's eyes, and Clara realized that something didn't seem

quite right. But it was too late, Horace had pressed her heavily on the couch.

Clara realized what he was going to do. She blushed and tried to struggle, saying "Horace, let go of

me! If you dare do this with Yolanda, I'll never forgive you! "

Hearing this, Horace felt better.

It turned out that Clara had a bottom line towards him. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

He can't do this to Yolanda?

But he could do this to her?

Horace bent lower, the distance between the two was airtight.

"Horace, don't..." Clara's body began to change. It went soft and she lost her force.

Sensing Clara's reaction, Horace unbuttoned Clara's skirt.

"Miss Selman, we are not at the studio, no one would come to capture us."

His lips were soft and full of infinite affection, and the kiss made Clara drunk. He was gentle and knew

how to make her feel more comfortable and at ease.

Clara no longer resisted. She wrapped her hands around him.

Women were like the flowers, they only bloomed in front of their beloved men. Their fragrance was

fascinating. Every inch of their soft and smooth skin was worthy of men's careful and gentle care.

They lie down on the large sofa, and the two became one.

Feeling the meekness of Clara in his arms, Horace was satisfied.

Clara belonged to him alone.

The next morning.

Horace woke up the first and draped a blanket over Clara on the couch.

She was still asleep. She must be tired last night.

Clara's face had a perfect curve. Her long eyelashes are hanging down, and her nose was delicate She

looked like a doll that can't wake up.

Horace's eyes flickered.

In Yolanda's scandal, Clara was willful, but perhaps she began to rely on him, accept him, and trust

him, that was why she made those unreasonable small demands.

Horace tried to understand her thoughts, but he still couldn't stand it, how could she easily allow

Yolanda to meddle with him?

Love should be selfish.

Horace would never have tolerated anyone treating Clara in this way, not even a glance.

Last time in the Queensvale, that Mr. Muller was drunk and wanted to take advantage of Clara. He still

remembers how furious he had been.

But what about Clara? To complete the task of GLAM, she repeatedly challenged his limits. Wasn't

Clara jealous?

However, yesterday in the studio, he also saw Clara's hard-working side. It shouldn't be easy for her. To

catch the news, she did her best, just want to get the recognition and respect of others, and make

people stop judging her for the things that happened before.

With this in mind, he stepped aside and made a phone call.

At this time, Clara woke up with a sore back.

Horace had just finished the call. He came over and sat down, put his arms around her, and rested her

head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry for last night." He whispered, "I didn't want to argue with you, but I don't want to have

unnecessary contact with Yolanda."

Clara nodded obediently, feeling that she had gone too far yesterday. She said, "I see. I didn't think that

much, I just wanted to complete this mission."

Seeing Clara so well-behaved, Horace's mood improved a little.

But at the same time, he was also a little curious, how would Clara, who was always docile and

sensible, look when she was jealous?

"Want to complete the task, right?" He whispered in an unpredictable tone, "You can rest assured, you

will complete this task, I have just arranged to have dinner with Yolanda this evening, you can take as

many photos as you need."

"Really! Where? Clara looked at him a little incredulously, as if she had found a big treasure. Her face,

which was a little sad just now was instantly full of smiles.

Horace's eyes darkened again.

This woman would piss him off one day.

Why was she so happy hearing that he was going to dine with a woman?

"Seven o'clock in the evening, at Yangtze House. Do you remember it?"

"Of course, I remember, it was the restaurant where I met that scumbag on the last blind date." Clara

stood up and said happily, "Great, I can surely get some big news this time! Thank you, Horace!"

Clara said gratefully to Horace, and then happily went upstairs to wash and change clothes.

Horace looked at her back, his eyes darkening.

No other woman except Clara would be so happy knowing that her husband was to have dinner with

another woman.

Other women would curse their husbands, or hug them tightly and wail, beg them not to go, or take a

knife to his neck. It'd be even better if she said she wanted to fight with Yolanda.

But Clara…

Funny.

Well then, he was going to see where was her limit?

Horace chuckled softly and went to work alone.

Clara arrived at GLAM early in the morning with great joy.

Diane sneered and said, "Miss Selman, I heard that you found nothing yesterday, and you can still be

so happy, you are so carefree."

Clara looked at her but didn't talk to her, she didn't want to reply and she didn't want to affect her good

mood today.

She cleared her throat in the office and announced, "Guys, I got the latest news. This evening, Mr.

Kirkland will have dinner with Yolanda!"

Sarah and Luis clapped their hands happily when hearing the news, shouting "Long live Clara."

Diane was pissed off.