Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 381

Seeing the obvious hatred in Clara's eyes, Horace recoiled in shock and stumbled to his feet. At that moment a thought exploded in his mind like thunder: Clara hated him. Now she hated him.

Hold his breath, for Horace found that even breathing could cause heartache.

He thought about the possibility that Clara would not forgive him, and about the possibility that she would berate him, as she had done several times before. But he never thought that one day there would be such a strong hatred in her eyes, and it was for him.

The hate was like fire, shooting at him as if to burn him to ashes.

Not daring to look Clara in the eye again, he turned his head to the side, his eyes blurred for a moment. But instead of letting him off the hook, Clara continued,

"Horace, do you think Sean and Laura were the only people who killed my child? Wrong! You played a part in this as well! If you hadn't refused to believe me, if you hadn't insisted on aborting my child, he wouldn't have disappeared without seeing the world!"

Listening to Clara's harsh accusation, Horace felt like he was struck by thunder. Although before he went here, he berated himself and secretly hated himself for killing his own unborn child.

But hearing those words came out of Clara's mouth, Horace realized that he had overestimated himself. He couldn't take the blame. It hurt too much.

"Clara, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I…" Horace said, not knowing how to proceed. He had said too much to apologize, but what difference did it make?

"You don't have to say you're sorry to me," Clara said, her voice laced with lingering hatred.

"By sending Sean to prison this time, you've paid for your crime. From now on, we'll go our separate ways. You can go now."

Horace's heart raced when he heard Clara try to draw a line with him. Were they really going their separate ways? No, he would never just let her go like this!

"Clara, I'll make it up to you bit by bit. I swear, I'll love you for the rest of my life. Will you give me another chance?" Horace said, half kneeling in front of Clara.

Horace had never been so humble in his life, even in front of Russell, but he was completely oblivious to himself at the moment.

The guilt in his heart almost took him off his feet, making it hard for him to breathe.

He had never thought that one day he would owe someone so much. Even though he had brought the world to her attention, he still felt that he could not make up for his mistake.

Looking down at Horace, Clara had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

The Horace she knew was too proud to beg, but now he was bowing before her. Clara couldn't help but think of the times they had spent together.

Her memories about Horace were once beautiful, a fund named after her, he helping her deal with Ashlee, comforting her when she was sad... The hatred in her eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by the little smile, they had such happiness.

As soon as she felt a little relaxed, the scene of Isaac dragging her to the hospital came into her mind, and the feeling of despair and helplessness instantly swept away the happiness that had just come to her mind. Closing her eyes, Clara cursed herself in her heart.