Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 443

Andre continued chatting with Clara, looking at Clara's rare blush. He could not take his eyes off.

He pointed to the glass of water on the table and whispered, "Drink some, then you can just pretend to faint. I'll go and call Laura out."

Nodding, Clara didn't hesitate and drank half of it straight away. Her eyes met Andre's gaze at her, but she couldn't see through what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Clara asked in confusion.

"Nothing. You can lie down on the sofa first. I'll go get her." Andre shook his head.

In fact, seeing that she did as he said without hesitation, he somehow felt touched. Whether or not they were destined to be together in the end, Clara trusted him now, and that was enough.

After a while, Laura heard a knock. Looking at Andre standing outside, she whispered, "Is it all done?"

"Yes." Andre nodded, "She's passed out and is lying on the sofa."

"Are you sure?" Laura was uneasy.

"Of course." Andre nodded, "I watched her drink it. She didn't respond whatever I called her."

With a winning smile, Laura slid her wheelchair into the living room and saw Clara reclining on the sofa with her eyes closed. A glass of water was already half drunk on the coffee table.

"Clara?" She called Clara several times uneasily, fearing she had not fainted.

Laura finally settled down after pushing her a few more times and seeing that she was indeed unresponsive.

With a snort, Laura sneered, "Do you know? You've finally fallen into my hands after five years. Logan saved you last time, but you wouldn't be lucky again!"

Laura slowly touched Clara's cheeks with her eyes filled with cynicism as she sneered, "I have to say that your face has indeed become quite beautiful after five years. No wonder Horace was charmed by you as soon as he returned."

Andre was nervous, watching the movements of Laura's hands, afraid that she might do something to hurt Clara on impulse. After so many days together, he understood that Laura was an untimely bomb.

Laura used her index finger to gently pick up Clara's jaw ruthlessly, "But so what? Soon, Horace will never see you again."

But Laura stopped talking about it and sneered. "I have thought you had some love for Horace, but you did not disappoint me. You are indeed a cheap bitch to hook up men easily."

"The last time I drugged you, which was just what you wanted, right? Andre said you were very enthusiastic in bed."

Andre's face darkened. Clara was awake now. What nonsense was Laura talking about? Clara wouldn't misunderstand, right?

Clara couldn't help but clench her hand, breathing aggravatedly with her lips trembling slightly. No one could lie indifferent when they heard such an insult. She felt as if a volcano was about to erupt in her heart.

But Laura was excited in her lecture and didn't notice Clara's small movements. "I guess you have slept with many men abroad these five years. How can such a slut like you be worthy of Horace!"

Andre really wanted to drag her out directly, but he was afraid that doing so would ruin Clara's plan, so he could only clench his fist and suffer in silence.

The more Laura said, the more agitated she became, "Only I am the one who's been devoted Horace ever since I was a child. Apart from him, I have never looked at any other men. I'm the only one who deserves to be his wife. You bitch is nothing! How dare you!"

"That's enough, Laura! Shut up!" Clara sat up violently, "Shut your filthy mouth!"