Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 451

"What did you just say about me, Horace?" Hearing Horace's words, Laura's face was disbelief. She must have heard wrong just now. Horace wouldn't say that about her.

"I said that what you just said made me sick." His icy gaze fixed on Laura's body, Horace repeated what he had just said.

Sick? Hearing that word come out of Horace's mouth, Laura's body instantly went down, feeling her whole body drained of strength, and the slightest illusion she had just held in her heart instantly vanished.

"I made you sick. No, how could it be..." mumbling, Laura seemed disoriented, tears streaming down her face.

Looking up at Horace in disbelief, Laura slowly lost control of her emotions and cried out at Horace, "How can you say that about me? How can you do this to me when I have nothing left now!"

"You did this to yourself. Don't you dare blame it on me!" Horace said sternly, "If you hadn't done the things you did to hurt Clara, how would you have ended up in this situation? I'm not the one who's wronged you now!"

"But I did it because I loved you." Laura cried, leaning forward and trying to move towards Horace, her eyes filled with humble begging.

"Horace, I did those things because I love you; I just want you back. Why did you marry someone else when we used to love each other so much? How did you become someone else's!

"Horace, I love you, believe me, I love you, let's get back together. Clara doesn't deserve you at all. I'm the only one who understands you. I'll be good to you for the rest of my life. Can't we just be like the old days? I..."

Couldn't bear to listen any longer, Clara interrupted Laura, "You don't love him at all. You're just being vain. You care more about your fame and wealth than Horace."

"Clara, shut the fuck up!" Turning her head to Clara, Laura pointed her fingers at her.

"What do you know? You don't get to accuse me of that! I didn't love Horace? When we were together back then, you were still crawling in some shit hole! We went to school together, we grew up together, he loved me, and I loved him. We had a great time. Who are you to come in between the two of us!"

At Laura's words, the anger Horace had managed to suppress came rushing back, and he was about to shout at her to shut up when he heard Clara beside him say back with equal agitation.

"If you liked him, how could you have been so cruel as to set him up with others? And you said you had to keep your status as Miss Hutchinson to be with him forever, so why did you fake your way out of the country and leave him alone?"

Laura asked herself this question but didn't dare to go into it. No, she was not like that. She admitted that she cared about her family and money, but she loved Horace, she did love Horace, and in all her years abroad, she had not even had a boyfriend because she could not forget him.

With this in mind, Laura's mind was bolstered, and she yelled at Clara, "Yes! I'll still like him! Clara, you don't understand what Horace and I feel for each other. We've been together for so many years and love each other so much, do you understand? You don't know anything. Who are you to say that about me!"

"I don't want to know either." Hearing Laura still talking like this, Clara didn't want to pay any more attention to her. Reasoning with such a person was not going to work.

Clara took out her mobile phone, intending to call the police; Laura had already admitted that she and Sean had planned the whole thing together, and Horace and Andre had heard it, so she had all the evidence. This time, she would make Laura pay for the wrong she had done back then.

But just as she turned on her phone, there was a banging at the door. Clara, Horace and Andre looked at each other and shook their heads, not expecting anyone to come at this time.

Frowning, Clara was about to open the door when Horace pulled her back, "We don't know who it is yet; I'll open it."

After saying that, Horace walked straight up and opened the door; after seeing who was banging on the door, Clara's eyebrows furrowed even more; why was she here?