Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 425

Clara was moved because she didn't expect that he would find her. But after being happy, she found that she had a jealous feeling. Did he not want to come back because he went to fetch water with Harper? Why did he still come to her now?

Because Clara didn't answer her questions, Horace thought she was hurt. Holding the edge of the pit with one hand, he jumped down without hesitation.

When Horace walked in front of Clara with worry, he saw her swollen feet at a glance. Then he squatted down and wanted to rub her with infinite love. But he dared not touch them, being afraid of accidentally hurting her again.

"Does it hurt?" Looking up at Clara with love, Horace asked her. After asking, he cursed himself for being a fool. How could it not hurt if it was swollen like this?

Noticing that Clara was trembling slightly, Horace quickly took off his coat and put it on for her, "Sorry Clara, I'm late. It's okay, don't be afraid. We can get out right away."

When Clara felt Horace's gentle words and actions, tears filled her eye socket. She bit her lips hard and asked angrily, "Aren't you with Harper? Why are you still coming to me?"

Hearing her jealous tone, Horace didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.

He gently touched Clara's lips to prevent her from biting him. Horace softly replied, "There's nothing between her and me. Don't think about it. Besides, it's you who arrange for me to be with her."

After glancing at Clara annoyingly, Horace then said, "Clara, I don't like Harper. You are the only one I love in my heart. Don't push me to other women in the future, okay? I'll be sad after a long time."

Hearing Horace say so, Clara finally couldn't help crying. Complex emotions mixed in her heart, including grievances, sadness, fear, and unspeakable joy.

Horace wiped Clara's tears with his fingers, and held her in his arms, "Sorry, sorry, Clara, it's my fault that I didn't come to save you earlier. You must be scared."

Clara sobbed in Horace's arms. She didn't know why she had so many tears. She hadn't cried like this for a long time.

Horace blamed himself as he patted Clara on her shoulder gently. She must be scared for crying like this. Why didn't he come to her earlier?

"Well, Clara, don't cry. Let's find a way out first. The injury on your foot must be treated quickly. It's so cold here. If you don't go up, you will be frozen." Gently pushing her, Horace said softly and wiped the tears on Clara's face.

Clara didn't expect that she would cry so badly in front of Horace, so she was a little embarrassed for a moment. Breaking away from Horace, she wiped her tears and said, "I sprained my ankle. How do we get out?"

Remaining calm, Horace looked up to measure the distance from the bottom of the pit to the top of the pit. "You can go up by stepping on my shoulder. After you are out, I can jump out the pit myself."

"Well." Clara nodded, and now there was no other way.

"Is your foot OK?" Horace hesitated and asked after seeing Clara's swollen feet. What if she accidentally hurt herself again?

Clara felt a little hot on her face with listening to Horace's undisguised love in his tone, "It should be all right, and now it's the only way to go out."

"Then bear the pain." Horace touched Clara's head and said, and then squatted down. "Step on my shoulder slowly. Remember to be careful."