Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 389

"Clara, Andre, you're here." Laura greeted them with a smile.

"I came uninvited. Will I disturb you?" Andre responded with a smile. Clara, who was standing next to him, did not speak.

"How could it be?" Laura smiled and said, "I can understand that people who are in love want to be together all the time. I'm the one who stole your alone time."

In response to Laura's words, Andre just smiled and didn't comment. Clara didn't know how to respond. Wasn't the purpose of her coming with Andre to mislead Laura?

Seeing that Clara did not speak, Laura naturally thought that she had tacitly agreed with her words. For a moment, she was even more complacent with herself and felt that Clara had been completely fooled by her.

"Well, the opera is about to begin. Let's go in." Laura said as she manipulated the wheelchair and turned to enter the opera house. Clara and Andre followed behind her.

Just as the three of them walked to the door and were about to enter, a man ran out of nowhere and madly stabbed Clara with a knife.

"Clara!" Seeing this scene, Andre's first reaction was to go forward and hug Clara. He used his back to block the knife for her.

"Ah!" The people around them were also shocked by this scene. They screamed,

"Oh my god, what's going on?"

"Call the police!"

"Run!"

Seeing that the target of the assassination was wrong, the man looked a little flustered. He let go of the knife and took advantage of the chaos to leave. The people around him were scared by his ferocity just now and dared not stop him. They just watched him disappear from sight.

Feeling Andre's head drooping on her shoulder powerlessly and his body slowly falling down, Clara instantly panicked. How could things develop like this?

"Andre, are you okay?" Clara turned around in a hurry and carefully held Andre.

Following the force of Andre's fall, she trembled and put him on the ground steadily, letting his head rest on her shoulder.

Seeing that Andre's back was stabbed with a knife and blood was still pouring out of his wound, Clara's eyes were full of fear. If anything happened to Andre, she would be guilty for the rest of her life.

"Clara, I..." Cold sweat broke out on Andre's forehead. He wanted to comfort Clara and tell her not to worry or be afraid.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt an overwhelming pain, forcing him to bite his teeth to endure it.

"Stop talking. I'll call 911 right away. Hold on. You'll be fine." With that, Clara took out her mobile phone from her bag and dialed the number with a shake of her hand.

After she reported her address to the ambulance at the hospital, Clara nervously looked at Andre, who was already very angry. "Andre, hang in there for a while. The ambulance is coming. Hang in there. Please, or I…"

Speaking of this, Clara was about to cry.