Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 339

Andre tried to stop Clara, but feared that it will alarm the kidnappers and put Neo in danger. So, he could only watch as she approached the danger step by step.

However, due to his special feelings for her, Andre was unable to escape with Neo alone. He stood where he was, not knowing what to do.

Entering the hall, Clara saw Horace being pointed at the head by the kidnappers. Horace had always been a well-dressed man, yet at this point, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his clothes wrinkled, and there was a large footprint on his chest.

He seemed calm. Yet his twisted face showed that he was suffering from great pain at the moment. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Clara was worried. She looked Horace up and down until she was sure there were no other wounds on him.

"Help!"

"Save us!"

"Get us out!"

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Others in the hall also saw Clara, thinking she was a police officer who had come to their rescue. They begged her for help, their eyes full of pleading.

"Shut up!" The kidnapper also panicked at this time. He fired a shot into the air.

The crowd, which had been somewhat agitated, screamed in the instant after hearing the gunshots, and then quickly returned to the same silence as before. Everyone was crouching on the ground with their arms holding their heads, trembling, lest the gun in the kidnapper's hand pointed at them.

Seeing that, the kidnapper pointed the gun at Clara, looking very panicked and with a clear tremor in his voice.

"Stop there, don't go any further!"

Looking at the gun pointed at herself not far away, Clara's legs went weak. She was almost unable to stand. She swallowed and stood where she was, not daring to move forward.

"Who are you! What are you doing here!" At this time, the kidnapper was also afraid that the person was a policewoman.

"What are you doing here! Leave!" Before Clara could answer, Horace yelled at her.

Horace didn't panic when the gun was on his head. Yet now, his face was full of cold sweat. God knew how scared he was when he saw Clara just now.

"Shut up!" The kidnapper retracted his gun and smashed it on Horace's head. blood slid down Horace's face as the gun was once again aimed at him.

Feeling the gun on his temple, Horace breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw the kidnapper pointing the gun at Clara, he was going crazy. He couldn't stand his beloved woman in danger.

"Who the hell are you?" Still pointing the gun at Horace, the kidnapper yelled at Clara.

Retracting her worried gaze from Horace, Clara took a deep breath and forced herself to be calm.

"I am Horace's wife, the one you mentioned. Horace released Solrace's client data for me, so it was my fault, not his. Let him go."

"Are you out of your mind! Stop saying nonsense. Go!"

After hearing Clara's words, Horace felt speechless. How could she take this upon herself? She would die. Didn't she know?

Yet at the same time, Horace was moved. His eyes were wet. Clara risked so much to save him. Didn't that mean that she still loved him?

Ignoring Horace's words, Clara continued, "Let go of Horace, seek revenge on me. I am your true enemy."

Sitting in the crowd, Laura stared nervously at the blood on Horace's head, tears of pain flowing out. After hearing Clara's words, Laura stared at her viciously, her heart full of anger.

Laura thought to herself that it was all because of this woman! If it weren't for her, how could Horace have been coerced and injured? Horace, her man, should be noble, and respected. How can he be beaten by a kidnapper?

"Yes, it's her! She was the one who destroyed your family. None of this has anything to do with Horace, you should shoot at this woman, kill her!"

"Damn Clara! Why are you still alive?"

At this time, Laura's face was vicious, and her heart was full of hatred and curses for Clara. She forgot that this would not have happened today if she hadn't kidnapped Clara.

"Shut up!" Horace yelled angrily at Laura. He didn't expect Laura to make things worse.

But it was too late. The kidnapper, provoked by Laura's words, had been a bit insane. He raised his gun and pointed it at Clara.

"It's you, it's because of you!"

Her career and family were ruined by her, she should be damned, she and Horace were all damned! His great life was ruined in the hands of both of them. He must make them go to hell! Both of them should be tortured to the fullest!

With hatred burning in his eyes, the kidnapper approached Clara step by step, pulling the trigger.

"No, Mommy!" Neo, who saw all this through the window on the deck, rushed into the hall to save Clara. The only thing he had in mind was that Clara must be fine.

Andre's face at this time was also full of disbelief. He stopped Neo desperately, and suppressed his struggle, not giving him any chance to enter.

He didn't believe that people would die for love.

He thought that in addition to parents, the most important thing in people's life should be themselves. Love was just something to kill time, which was not worthy of hurting oneself for.

But today he realized he was wrong. For love, one could lose their life.

Did Clara really hate Horace as much as she appeared?

Clara felt the sweat on her forehead flowing down the back of her ear to her neck. Her heart was racing wildly. Looking at the gun that was getting closer and closer, she closed her eyes.

"Neo, I'm sorry. I won't be able to watch you grow up, get married, and have children, sorry..." she thought.