Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 216

"Yeah," Clara nodded, "Well, where did you get this outfit, it's pretty."

Clara didn't want to talk about it anymore, so she started to compliment Elaine's outfit.

They chatted a while about fashion and skincare. Then Elaine said she needed to go, and she would visit Clara again when she was free.

When Horace came home, he saw the blue roses brought by Elaine on the bedside table.

He suddenly looked weird and kept staring at the roses.

"What?" Clara found it strange.

"Never mind. The roses just don't fit in the ward. Who brought you this?" Horace asked.

"It was Elaine. Do you remember her? I interviewed her several days ago, and she visited me in the morning…"

"Throw it away." Horace interrupted her.

"What, why?"

"I don't like it." Without more words, Horace turned around and went into the bathroom.

Clara was perplexed. Even if he didn't like it, she didn't want to throw it away. What happened to Horace? Did he run into some trouble at work?

"If he doesn't see it, he won't be mad, right?" after all, it was a gift, she shouldn't throw it away. Clara placed the bunch of flowers in the corner.

The other day, after Horace went to word, another unexpected visitor came. It was Darren.

Darren was weary-looking. He had always paid attention to his appearance. But now he was in a wrinkled suit, with messy hair and black eyes. He definitely hadn't had a good rest for days.

"This is for you." Darren bought a bouquet of lilies on the way here. As he remembered, she loved lilies.

"Thanks." Clara took it and put on the side table. Hesitated, she asked, "How's… how's Ashlee's funeral?"

"It's all set, the funeral will soon take place."

Ashlee's parents weren't around, and she only had few real friends to help. Therefore, Darren had been busy preparing the funeral.

"Darren, her funeral has to depend on you. After all, she is my sister. Though I can't forgive her, I want her to die peacefully. And…"

Clara continued after a moment of silence, "And she really loved you."

"Yes, even if you haven't mentioned it, I'll do it anyway. Clara, I come here to tell you, I…"

Darren hesitated to talk.

"What?" asked Clara.

Clara was stunned when he opened the door and saw who was there.

Why are they all unexpected visitors?

It was Logan Hutchinson.

"Why are you here?"

"Of course, I came to visit the patient." smiled Logan.

Seeing Clara's puzzled look, Logan explained, "I went to see Aunt Helena yesterday, I heard that you were injured and hospitalized. Aunt Helena was very worried about you, but she couldn't come. She asked me to see if you were OK."

"Was she alright?" Clara was worried about her health.

"She was doing OK. You shouldn't worry about it. Are you OK?"

"I'm fine, thanks to Horace." Clara said.

But Logan turned grim when he heard Horace's name.

"Horace?" Logan sneered, "I thought at least he had lost his legs. However, it turned out that he had lost nothing. Only Laura was left in the fire, dead."

Clara frowned at Logan's pungent comment. "Logan, we don't know what happened then. He is not like that. I suggest that you be careful of what you're trying to say. We don't know the truth yet."