Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 102

Darren woke up in another room of the hotel. He felt dizzy. Memories of last now slowed appeared in his head.

They were in a bar, drinking. Yet he got drunk easily, which was weird.

And he felt his body burning abnormally.

He vaguely saw Clara go out of the bar. Fearing that bad things would happen to her, he staggered to chase after her. Then someone supported him. And Clara disappeared.

Just as he was trying to recall what happened last night, a woman rubbed his hair gently.

He was stunned. Then he saw Ashlee lying beside him, naked. She was looking at him shyly.

Ashlee was naked, and the room was messy. Darren immediately knew what had happened.

He felt a burst of desperation.

He had decided never to touch Ashlee again. Yet… Why?

At the same time, Ashlee crawled to him and wrapped her limbs around him like a snake. Her eyes were full of desire.

Ashlee was very seductive. Her touch almost made Darren, who wasn't completely sober, lose control of himself.

With his last sense, Darren pushed Ashlee away and jumped out of the bed, grabbed his clothes, and rushed into the bathroom.

Being thrown onto the hard bed of the hotel, Ashlee paused. She couldn't help feeling resentful.

She had been trying to seduce him many times, but Darren never accepted her. Would he treat Clara the same way if she did the same thing?

He wouldn't have touched her wasn't for the drug.

Ashlee still remembered the crazy last night.

Especially how he had called Clara's name in the bed.

Thinking of this, Ashlee clenched her fist, her nails stabbing against her flesh.

Darren was thinking of Clara while having sex with Ashlee.

That was unacceptable.

That was disgusting.

But it wasn't easy to get the chance, so she endured it.

She would do anything to get Darren.

In the bathroom. Darren opened to tap to its limit. Cold water splashed on his face and cooled him down.

Things that happened last night seemed to be normal, yet it was all designed.

Ashlee's showing up outside the bar, his drunkenness, the bed…

He recalled the picture that Ashlee displayed by accident and started to feel that also Ashlee looked cute, she was not a simple person.

He started to fear.

Now it seemed like he should investigate Ashlee.

Darren went out of the bathroom and saw Ashlee, who had gotten changed, smile at him. He avoided her gaze. He didn't want to talk to her.

As siblings, Ashlee kind of resembled Clara. But her smile was never as gorgeous as Clara's.

He picked up his watch and phone from the desk, and said without looking at her, "I've got a lot of things to do today. Bye.'"

"Darren!"

Ashlee was anxious, she wanted to say something. However, Darren shut the door without looking at her.

Ashlee stood still, upset.

She touched her belly with her right hand, and her eyes flickered.

Darren, you keep ignoring me, but I've got something from last night.

Kids were said to be the link between the parents. As long as she was pregnant, he wouldn't get rid of her.

Darren left the hotel in a hurry. He called his assistant immediately, asking him to investigate how Ashlee had gotten the photo, and if she had that photo on her phone.

What happened two years ago? Who was the person behind it? Darren had never anticipated the questions before going back to his home country.

Ashlee dressed up and then went to the hall of the hotel, where she met Clara on the sofa.

Clara was waiting for Horace out. She paused because she didn't expect to see Ashlee.

Ashlee smiled proudly when she saw Clara.

Clara showed up at this time, did it mean the drug worked? Did she make it?

"Miss Selman, why are you sitting here? What did you do last night? You look exhausted."

Ashlee approached Clara and said slowly, "I wonder who was the lucky guy that got to spend the night with you, Miss Selman."

Ashlee couldn't wait to see the humiliated expression on Clara's face. Yet Clara just frowned.

She was wondering how did Ashlee know about what happened between Horace and her last night.

"Why don't you say anything? Shy? Come on, as a renowned whore, what is there to be shy about? I wonder what will Mr. Kirkland do if he found out what you did."

Clara turned pale.

She knew that she was drugged last night. She was wondering who did it. Now, from Ashlee's attitude, she knew the answer.

Clara was enraged, yet because Ashlee was her sister, after all, she warned with a cold voice, "Ashlee, what did you do? Tell the truth."

Ashlee looked at Clara, and the resentment in her eyes became even stronger.

She could not be defeated by Clara, not ever.

"What did I do? I was telling the truth. You know what you did last night. You are married, why did come to the hotel? You flirt with other guys yet you are not blaming me. How dare you?" Ashlee scolded, turning more excited as she went on. She blamed all that she had suffered from Darren earlier on Clara.

At this time, a deep heavy voice sounded.

"Ashlee, do you know who you are talking to?"

Ashlee turned around and saw a handsome man coming over in a wheelchair.

He was outstanding. His appearance attracted the attention of everyone in the hotel lobby.

Ashlee was puzzled.

Horace? Why was he here?

Yet in face of Horace, Ashlee didn't show any fear. Instead, she smiled, saying, "Mr. Kirkland, I am glad you are here. Do you know that Clara…"

Horace interrupted her, "I see. Are you interested in what your sister and her husband did last night?"