Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 317

Clara also secretly asked herself in her heart, Was that really just her saying goodbye to the past? If that was the reason, why auction off the wedding ring in front of Horace? And why when she saw Horace's anger, she felt joy in her heart?

Not daring to dig deep into her mind, Clara turned her head and looked at the ring on the display stand.

Were there any regrets? Sure.

She used to love it. She was wearing it day and night, even in her showers. She used to hate it. She took it off and locked it up in a drawer, without looking at it for five years. All her feelings for Horace seemed to be concentrated in this small ring.

For Clara, this small, silvery ring represented what they have been through in the past. For five years, she dared not look at it, for fear that the sweetness and pain of the past would overwhelm her, completely suffocate and destroy her.

Before returning from abroad, she mustered up the courage to take it out. Holding the ring tightly in her hand, Clara told herself that she had to come back, and face what she didn't have the courage to face five years ago.

When she decided to auction the ring, it was heartbreaking for Clara. It felt as if the ring was not handed over from her hand, but was cut out from her heart, draping with blood. She was trembling because of the pain.

But she knew if she wanted to recover from the injuries, she had to endure the pain when the her wounds were being washed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, quiet, quiet please..." The auctioneer first signaled the people in the audience to be quiet and then told the origin of the ring.

"The owner of this lot is Miss Clara Hutchinson from the Hutchinson Group. This ring has a special meaning to her. Now, please welcome Miss Hutchinson to come up to the stage and give us an introduction to this beautiful object."

Under the strange eyes of the audience, Clara got up and walked to the stage. Seeing Clara walking towards the booth, Horace felt that she was moving away from him at the same time.

"Hello ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this auction. My name is Clara Hutchinson, the owner of this ring. As the auctioneer said just now, this ring has a special meaning to me. Now I want to send a word to the next owner of this ring, as long as you are willing to give up, you can start your life again. Thank you."

She gently bowed to the audience, turned around, walked off the exhibition stand, and returned to her seat.

Clara Selman… No, it should be Clara Hutchinson now. Horace thought to himself and gave a bitter smile.

Although "Miss Hutchinson" never looked at him the whole time, he felt that what she said was for himself.

Give up? Did she want to cut off her relationship with him? Impossible! He would never allow it!

"Thank you, Miss Hutchinson. Let's start the auction now. At the request of Miss Hutchinson, the starting price of this ring is zero, and the audience can bid at will."

"20,000."

"30,000."

"50,000."

...

Although everyone sneered at this ordinary ring of which the appearance and material were nothing to write home about, still it was the property of the Hutchinson family, so they started bidding for the sake of this family name.

It was nothing to lose a few tens of thousands of dollars, but Logan and Clara would definitely remember the faces that played along. They were bidding for a future opportunity to do business with the family, and that opportunity was priceless.

Moreover, since this auction was sponsored by the Hutchinson Group, and people who came mostly were their business partners and friends.

"100,000."

"120,000."

"150,000."

...

The price was still going up, and Clara opened her mouth in disbelief. She didn't expect that her ring would be this expensive. How could these people spend hundreds of thousands on this ring? She actually thought that this ring was not worthy of that number, apart the meaning it had for her.

Logan was watching on the side. He was not surprised at all. He smiled as the number went bigger.

In the end, the price of the ring was fired up to 200,000.

"This gentleman on No. 7 is asking for 200,000. Is there anyone else who has a higher price?" the auctioneer asked, but the audience was silent.

The business was business and it must be within a reasonable range. 200,000 was already a sky-high price for this ring.

Seeing that no one made any more bids, Clara was relieved. It was unbelievable that this ring could be sold for 200,000. She would probably have an uneasy conscience If anyone else increased the price.

"Do I still hear another price?" the auctioneer asked again, but there was still no response.

"200,000 going once." The auctioneer began to count.

"200,000 going twice..."

"One million." Just as the auctioneer was about to strike the hammer, a man's voice interrupted him.

Hearing that someone offered one million, everyone turned around to find the man who offered such an incredibly high price.

But when they saw the bidder, they all understood why. There was only one person in the world who would pay such a stupidly high price for a wedding ring of a woman, her ex-husband who was still in love with her.

"I told you that Horace is still in love with his ex-wife. Otherwise, why would he be willing to spend so much money for her?"

"One million, my god! I thought they have divorced! That is happening?"

"Mr. Kirkland is so generous, even to his ex-wife…"

"So, are they getting back together now?"

"It seems that he is still in love with her! Otherwise, how could he be willing to spend one million for that cheap ring? He was so convicted of this relationship. I don't understand why she left him in the first place!"

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Horace didn't care what the people around him were talking about. He looked straight at Clara. He was watching her face during the whole process.

She frowned slightly as people started bidding. Horace was happy as he knew she could not bear to part with the ring.

But when the auctioneer's hammer was about to fall, she seemed to be relieved. What did she mean? Wasn't her frowning because of sadness? Why was that then? Dissatisfaction with the low price?

Feeling the anger in his heart churning, Horace controlled his breathing. Well, then he would satisfy her with a good price!

That voice was so familiar to Clara. She recognized it. Anger in her heart raged. She thought it was so unbelievable for him to do this to her. Was he mocking her?