Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 282

Russell felt it strange that Clara fell into meditation after she had asked him to believe her. He was to ask her what had happened back then, when Clara marched out of the door.

"Clara!" Russell was anxious to stop her, but Clara was seen downstairs in a second, oblivious of his calling.

When she was out of the house, she soon rushed to the curb, grabbed a cab, and told the driver to head for Solrace.

Clara had been restive on the way, wondering how to talk to Horace about the whole thing, and would he believe her? Or would he, as Russell did, think that she had lost the memory?

When she got to Solrace, she didn't check in with the receptionist but went straight to the lift to go to his office.

Fortunately, the receptionist knew her, so she didn't stop her, wondering why Mrs. Kirkland came in such a hurry with a tear-stained face. Had she got into a fight with Mr. Kirkland?

At the thought of that, the receptionist looked at the phone before her hesitantly, wondering if she should call Mr. Kirkland about it.

Well, let them be, as an outsider, she wasn't supposed to poke her nose in their family issues.

Clara didn't see him in his office, and the secretary outside the office told her that Horace was at a meeting and asked her to wait for him in the office.

"Could you go there and tell him that I need to see him right now?" Clara was being unusually tough.

The secretary believed that it must have been about something important as she saw the serious look on the face of the typically congenial Mrs. Kirkland.

"OK, then please bear with me for a minute. I'm telling him right now."

Horace was listening to the executives' reporting when he saw the secretary coming up to him. He frowned slightly, hating to be disturbed in the middle of a meeting.

The secretary came whispering to him, "Mr. Kirkland, Mrs. Kirkland was waiting for you in the office. She said she needs to talk to you."

Hearing that, Horace cut off the meeting. "Just leave it there and we will pick it up this afternoon. Meeting dismissed."

With that Horace got up and went out, leaving the executives glancing questioningly at each other.

Horace came to the in a very early morning calling for a meeting, obviously very upset, so they had to deal with him very carefully, dreading to offend their boss.

Only to their surprise, he dismissed the meeting halfway through it. It looked like they were being treated as the cannon fodder.

Just when Horace returned to the office and closed the door, he saw Clara rushing toward him. She held his hand and said anxiously, "Horace, I'm pregnant with our baby. You must believe me."

Horace looked cold as he heard her, but he still helped her sit down on the sofa.

"Clara, there are things that I can't tell you. Just please do as I told you and get an abortion, OK?"

"I have talked to Russell, and he told me everything. Horace, you have to believe me. I wasn't raped." Clara was desperate to explain to him.

Horace face turned darker hearing what Clara had said. He spontaneously clenched his fists and said to Clara after a pause, "Clara, listen to me, do you remember..."

"Yes, I remember, I do!" Clara interrupted him in a state of agitation. As expected, Horace also thought she had forgotten what had happened. "I wasn't raped by them. Logan showed up and rescued me, so the four failed to get their way."

"Clara, your memory went wrong. They..."

"There is nothing wrong with my memory. I remember it very clearly. I wasn't raped by them!" Clara didn't understand why Russell and Horace wouldn't believe her, and insisted she was wrong.

"All right, all right, you are right, you weren't," humoring Horace, trying to calm her down.

He still remembered the doctor told him not to stir her emotions or the memories, otherwise, she could have broken down.

"You believe me?" Clara's face brightened, thinking that Horace still believed her.

"Clara, whether they did that to you or not, I will never see you differently," said Horace, trying to sound soft and soothe Clara.

"Just lose the baby, OK? We will have our own baby and I will love it. We will have a happy and complete family. I will..."

"You still don't believe me!" Clara pushed Horace away, crying, "Why wouldn't you just believe me. Logan showed up in time so I wasn't raped."

Horace felt painful to see Clara crying in distress. He wanted to believe Clara more than anyone else. How could it ever be easy for him to accept the idea that his wife had been raped?

But how could he make himself believe that she hadn't been raped, with the video Sean had shown him and what the doctor and Laura had told him?

"Clara, I'm willing to believe you. I will never see you differently." Horace attempted to hold her into his arms under the belief that Clara kept denying the rape because she thought he would leave her.

Despite what he had said, he was still convinced that she had been raped. Clara felt fury surging inside her and then came with a flow of grievances.

Did he really trust Laura that much? He never had seemed to suspect anything Laura had said.

With tears streaming down her face, Clara pushed him away and cried, "You don't mean what you say. If you see me the same way, then why won't you have sex with me all these days?"

Horace was all the more convinced about his belief— that Clara was afraid that he would abandon her because of the rape.

His heart was broken. He reached out to wipe her tears. "Clara, this is not your fault. Don't overthink it. I'm not leaving you because of that. The reason why I haven't had sex with you since then was because I... I..."

He didn't know how to explain to her that that incident did bother him, but never in a way that he was repulsed by her. Instead, it about his guilt for failing to protect her.

"So? It bothers you, doesn't it?" Clara lost it further when she saw him faltering. Apparently, Laura have got her way.

"It's all Laura's scheme. She spun the story that way so that you would think that I was raped!" Clara desperately tried to explain to him, with her tears coming down in streams.