Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 312

Five years later, Stratmont Airport was as crowded as usual.

As a woman walked out of the exit, she attracted all the attention of the passers-by. Her long hair gently waved to the middle of her back. And her large sunglasses covered a third of her face, revealing a small but upturned nose and crimson lips that looked very alluring.

She was wearing a white shirt with a pair of black pants, which greatly framed her perfect shape. It was normal for people to dress like this, but these clothes distinguished this woman's taste from the others'.

Especially a pair of dark blue high heels made the woman look elegant and graceful.

To many people's disappointment, the woman was holding a little boy, which meant she was married.

Although the woman looked cold, this little boy was cute and lovely.

He was fair-complexioned with delicate features. He looked around curiously with his big watery eyes from time to time. The passers-by were all surprised at his pure and innocent eyes.

Anyone who met the boy's gaze would receive a bright grin and get bewitched.

"Mom, they must have been attracted by my good look," The little boy said to the woman proudly while smiling at the others.

The woman was lost for words because of her son's overconfidence and slight narcissism. She couldn't help wondering where her son got this from.

Did the boy get such overconfidence from Horace? Thinking of Horace, the woman got upset.

The woman kept silent, so the boy looked up at her, only to find that she was deep in thought with a sad look on her face.

"What's wrong with you, Mom?" Somewhat worried, the boy slightly shook the woman's arm.

Recovering from her thoughts, the woman looked down at her son. "You are right. They are all attracted by your look. My Neo Boy is the most handsome kid in the world."

Very soon, the woman stopped looking sad but gave a wide smile.

"That's great!" The boy raised his head proudly and strode as if he was really the most handsome in the world.

Amused, the woman shook her head and walked outside of the airport with the boy.

After leaving the airport, the woman stared at everything in front of her in a daze. Five years later, she finally returned to the city where she was almost dead inside.

This woman was Clara, but her surname was "Hutchinson" now.

The boy in Clara's arms was her and Horace's child, called Neo Hutchinson, and his mother loved to call him "Neo Boy". Although the boy was only five years old, his IQ and EQ were way above average.

Clara had planned not to come back for the rest of her life, but something was wrong with the Hutchinson family's equity. Thus, Clara and Logan had to deal with it.

Because of the urgency of the matter, Logan had arrived a few days ago.

"This is one of the most successful men in Stratmont. He was not only handsome but also capable in business." Her friend answered, "I told you to move here but you refused. Otherwise, you could have seen him early."

"I'm kicking myself!" The girl nodded and asked with anticipation, "Is he married?"

Hearing this, her friend sighed. "It is said that he was married five years ago, but he quickly got divorced. Dunno if he's single now."

"People usually get mature after marriage. This man was too fascinating!"

As those two girls walked away, Clara could not hear what they said anymore.

Clara sneered, wondering whether those girls would change their minds if they know what Horace had done.

Staring at Horace's features that were magnified on the screen, Clara was surprised that she didn't feel unfamiliar with him at all.

Clara agreed that Horace was more mature than five years ago. Back then, she could barely read Horace's eyes, but now she couldn't read them at all.

"Mom!" After staring at the screen for a while, Neo was convinced.

"What's wrong?" Clara was amazed at Neo's seeing Horace at a glance. Even if Neo had never seen Horace before, Neo was attracted by him at once.

"Mom, do you think the guy on TV looks like me?" Neo looked at Clara with excited eyes. He didn't expect to see a man who looked so much like himself.