Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 75 Returning to Her Mother's Home

Darren grabbed Clara's hand and froze, "What do you mean?"

"Back then, those scholarships and part-time job opportunities were all secretly helped by you, right?"

Clara said in a low voice, seeing the flickering fluctuations in Darren's eyes, she knew that her guess

was correct. "I really am grateful to you. Although you didn't trust me and lied to me, without you, even

graduating from college would be a luxury for me."

If she hadn't graduated from college, she wouldn't even have had the chance to find a stable job in a

magazine, let alone pay for the medical treatment for her mom.

Therefore, she was really grateful to Darren.

"What do you mean?" Darren's face turned pale, "You mean, you saved me that day just because I

helped you?"

His expression stung Clara slightly.

In fact, she knew that she saved him, of course, not just for this reason.

In an emergency, she saved him just because of instinct, and she didn't even have time to think.

After all, he used to be the person she had loved the most in her life, how could she forget it, how could

she just watch him be in danger?

But these, Darren didn't need to know.

Thinking of this, she didn't show the turbulence in her heart, she just said calmly, "Yes."

The last trace of blood on Darren's face faded, but there was still a hint of unwillingness in his eyes,

and he grabbed Clara harder, "Clara, I don't believe it! I don't believe you have no feelings for me

anymore!"

Clara was in pain from being caught by him, and finally roared a little intolerably, "Darren! What rights

do you have to question me like this!"

Darren was startled by her roar, and finally, let her go.

Yes, what rights did he have?

He had insulted Clara like that before, so how could he ask her to forgive him and admit that she likes

him?

Clara rubbed her sore wrist and said coldly, "Darren, you should remember, I told you, even if one day

you find out that all this is your misunderstanding and apologize to me, I won't forgive you either."

Darren's body trembled, and he immediately remembered that she did say such a thing when he

insulted Clara viciously before.

"I'm sorry, Clara, I—" He sincerely wanted to apologize, but before he could finish speaking, he was

interrupted coldly by Clara.

"You don't need to apologize to me, because I won't forgive you." She raised her eyes and looked

straight at Darren, "You lied to me about your background when you were together and didn't believe in

me at all. Besides, you insulted me over and over again. I won't forgive you."

What she said was serious.

She couldn't bear to see Darren get injured, and she did feel that she once owed him, but all this could

not be changed, the fact that Darren had hurt her again and again.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

No man has ever hurt her like this. She couldn't forgive him, and she never wanted to have any contact

with him again.

She only hoped that from now on he could be as far away from herself as possible.

The moment Darren heard Clara's words, the last trace of blood on his face faded and he froze in

place.

Clara didn't want to see his face anymore and left the office quickly.

...

The Middleditch's, the largest shopping mall in the city center.

Diane trotted through the expensive brand-name stores, clutching her purse, her eyes full of anger.

She thought, damn Clara, she was obviously an unscrupulous bitch, everyone was blind, and they

even helped her!

She was so angry that she wanted to buy several bags to relieve her anger, but looking at the

expensive prices of the bags in front of her, she knew that she couldn't afford them with her poor salary.

It made her even angrier!

Why!

Why would she need to save money and spend several months' salaried to buy these bags, but, Clara,

a bitch, can buy these bags by giving those men a few winks!

Diane was feeling indignant when she suddenly heard the silver bell-like laughter of several girls

behind her.

"Ashlee, you look so good in this dress, Darren is so lucky to have a beautiful wife like you."

Darren?

Diane was stunned, turned her head, and saw a young and beautiful girl, surrounded by several other

girls, trying on a dress worth hundreds of dollars.

With such an outstanding appearance, Diane recognized at a glance that she was the fiancée who had

come to the magazine to look for Mr. Kirkland last time. Did she seem to be called Ashlee?

Seeing that every single item on Ashlee's body was worth thousands of dollars to famous brands,

Diane was a little jealous, but soon, she rolled her eyes and suddenly thought of something.

Although she couldn't deal with Clara, Ashlee, Darren's real girlfriend, is different, right?

Thinking of this, she immediately took courage and took a few steps forward, "Well, are you the fiancée

of Mr. Kirkland?"

Ashlee was originally looking at herself in the mirror narcissistically, but suddenly she heard someone

talking to her, she turned her head and saw Diane.

With just one glance, she saw the fake bag that Diane was carrying, a trace of disdain flashed in her

eyes, but she said politely, "Are you talking about Darren? Yes, I'm his fiancée."

"I know! I thought you are just now." Diane pretended to be delighted, "I am a member of the GLAM,

and I saw you in the magazine last time."

Ashlee couldn't understand her motives but nodded anyway.

"Maybe it's a bit hasty to talk to you suddenly, but the main thing is... I really can't stand it anymore, so I

want to tell you." Diane said mysteriously.

Ashlee frowned, "What's the matter?"

"It's about Clara and Mr. Kirkland."

Ashlee's expression changed immediately.

She glanced at Diane sharply, and immediately said to the women around her, "You go to the coffee

shop and wait for me here, and I will come to you later."

Those girls were all Ashlee's followers, they didn't dare to resist at all, nodded, and left.

As soon as they left, Ashlee looked at Diane with a cold expression, "Tell me, what are you trying to

say?"

...

Clara finally got off work and walked to the subway station, almost instinctively, and got on the subway

to the Kirkland mansion, but halfway through the ride, she realized that she was going to pick up her

mother today, so she quickly got off and changed subway to the hospital.

After she took her mother home, she tidied up the house with her inconvenient hands and went

downstairs to buy something light to eat. It was past 9 p.m. when she was done with all this, and she

suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to have told Horace that she had returned to her parents'

house.

Although she wasn't sure if Horace cared about her whereabouts, to be polite, she still sent a message.

After sending this message, Clara hurried to help her mother get up to have a meal.

She didn't know that when she sent this text message, the man on the other side of the phone who was

in a meeting, saw it, and his face turned livid in an instant.