Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 298

Confused, she walked into the house. However, when she saw what was happening inside, she was stunned in place.

Was this her illusion? What were these on the floor? Stockings, shorts, a blouse and… As she looked further, she saw a bra on the stairs not far away from the bedroom!

Whose were these? Laura's? Where was Horace then?

As she thought of this, she couldn't help but stagger. She felt dizzy in her head and then her sight was a bit blurred.

But soon, she steadied herself. Closing her eyes, she dared not open them for a long while.

She prayed in her heart, hoping that what she had seen was nothing but her illusion that caused of anger and that it would no longer be there when she opened her eyes again.

After comforting herself, she slowly opened her eyes. However, nothing changed, the clothes were still scattered all around the floor.

Raising her head and looking in the direction of the bedroom, she felt herself shivering all over. Would Laura and Horace be there? She didn't want to bring herself to believe it, but she couldn't help it.

Clara strode towards the bedroom step by step, never had she felt walking so difficult before.

As she got close to the bedroom, she could hear some noises coming from inside the bedroom. She didn't want to get any loser and wanted to turn around to leave. She couldn't imagine what would happen if they were really in there together.

However, she couldn't help but walk closer.

Finally, she got to the door, which was opened a crack. She could hear a woman groaning and a man wheezing. The noises were so clear.

"Ah… Horace… Go on, you're so good…" the woman's groaning kept ringing in her ears, making Clara felt heartbroken. The voice was so familiar to her, it was Laura's.

She felt her mind blown away as if she was struck by lightning.

She wasn't stupid enough to be unaware of what was happening in there.

But… It couldn't be! It couldn't! It couldn't be Horace who was in there, he wouldn't cheat on her! Clara couldn't bring herself to believe it even after she heard the noises with her own ears.

The bedroom door was only a meter away from her, she walked over and wanted to confirm it. ‘It can't be Horace. I don't believe he would do this to me!'

"Ah… Horace… Slower…" as soon as her hand touched the doorknob, she heard Laura's groaning again.

She couldn't help but tremble. Clara suddenly lost all her courage when she heard Horace's name coming out of Laura's mouth.

At this time, she heard the man wheezing again and couldn't help picturing Laura and Horace in bed.

Tears streamed down her cheeks eventually and blurred her sight. She felt as if stabbed by a knife and hard to breathe.

He wouldn't! He wouldn't! How would he cheat on her with Laura? And in their bedroom?

Clara really didn't want to believe it, but hearing Horace's name keep coming out of Laura's mouth, she had to.

They had been living together for a long time, and those precious and warm moments they had shared together kept flashing through her mind. She could see him with all kinds of expression on his face in her mind.

He used to at her with a doting smile, kiss her forehead gently, snap to avenge her. He would hold her hand when she was scared and he would make jokes to make her happy…

But the next moment, it all changed and Horace was sneering and looking at her as if she was a fool. She could almost hear him saying, "Clara, who do you think you are? You think I'll love you forever? Look at yourself in the mirror! You are nothing compared to Laura, why should I choose you over her?"

No! It couldn't be!

She staggered back when she heard this and almost fell to the ground. Supporting herself with the wall, she finally realized that it was just her illusions.

So, the noises she heard just now, were they also in her illusions? She suddenly got her hopes up, but soon, it was vanished when she heard the noises in the room again.

"Horace, slower… Ah… I love you… Be gentle to me…" Laura's voice kept coming to her, breaking her fantasy.

Leaning against wall, she slowly fell to the ground. She wanted to leave, but could hardly walk. She wanted to walk into the bedroom, but she had not enough courage. All Clara could do was sit on the ground, listening to Laura's groaning.

Today, Horace didn't go to the hospital with her, instead, he asked the doctor to abort her baby. Moreover, he told her he had a meeting in the company, but here he was, fucking Laura. Thinking of these, Clara couldn't take it and broken down.

Biting her palm, she cried in silence. Clara still couldn't believe Horace would do such a thing. He wasn't the Horace she knew anymore, the Horace who she loved so much.

Maybe it wasn't him in there? Her hopes were up again. It had been so long, but she had only heard Laura's words and not Horace's. Maybe it wasn't him but someone else?

Without thinking more about the logic, she kept finding reasons to justify Horace and to make herself feel better. However, she had no guts to find out for herself.

Taking out her phone and finding Horace's number, she called him.

"Horace, I believe you wouldn't do this to me. Answer the phone, pick it up…"