Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 153

When they woke up the next morning, Horace and Clara had breakfast together in the hotel.

Clara was very happy because everything was clear and she finally knew the truth.

Horace ordered the breakfast service in the hotel. It was a very luxurious breakfast and a waiter was serving them nearby. Clara was not used to it.

Horace handed Clara a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice and whispered, "You were working too hard last night. How about having some more juice?"

"Horace, keep your voice down. There are people around!" Clara blushed and looked nervously at the waiter next to her.

The professionalism of the waiter was respectful. He acted as if he hadn't heard anything.

On the table, she suddenly thought of something and asked Horace, "two years ago, in the morning, was it you who put 10000 dollars in cash in the room?"

Horace nodded and said, "I later found out... Well, that was your first time, so I felt guilty and I wanted to make it up to you. But I did not know how to face it, so…"

Two years ago, when he first saw Clara, he thought she was a prostitute because she was with that old man.

He had no feelings for Clara at that time, so he left ten thousand dollars in the hotel room to make compensation for her.

She said, "Do you mind that I donated the money? I donate it to a charity house."

"You did the right thing," Horace said.

Clara smiled and said, "At that time, I just wanted to make the money play its due value. In my opinion, the money was dirty, and I didn't want to spend it on myself."

After the meal, Horace wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "of course, I can understand. But didn't you really need money in those days?"

Yes, I did, very much. Clara thought.

Clara said to Horace, "Yes I did. I required money at that time because I needed to pay for my mother's medical expenses in the hospital, my rent, and the food on the table. I was looking forward to my year-end bonus to pay all the bills piling up on the table."

Clara said, "However, to me, that money was not owned with just means. I did not want to have them on me so I gave them away. When I thought of some kids who could have proper meal and decent clothes, I felt a little bit more relieved."

"How about now?" Horace looked at her with burning eyes. "Do you still think the money is dirty?"

"Since I knew it was you, I don't feel that way anymore." Clara made a face and smiled, "But I still would've donated them. Because that money made me feel like it was a business deal."

Clara blushed.

Horace looked at her, and his heart softened.

When they both had finished, Horace whispered, "I will send you to work today. Let's go."

Clara quickly refused, "No, I'd better go by myself."

Horace frowned and said, "Now that everyone already knows your relationship with me. It's pointless to hide anymore."

Clara was stunned.

She had to admit that what Horace said was quite reasonable.

Clara said, "Well, ok."

So Clara sat in Horace's black Bentley, and they set out together.

Clara has been struggling all the way to her company. She could not think of a way to handle her co-workers as she knew that they were waiting for her explanation for that incident.

Seeing Clara's sad face, Horace asked, "Are you thinking about how to face your colleagues?"

"Well, I'm a bit scared, Horace."

"Don't be afraid." Horace held her hand in his and said "You have me, right?"

That was exactly why I was afraid. She thought.