Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 477

Soon, Logan came back.

"Are you ready to go?" Logan looked at the big bags on the ground, he was planning to help.

"Logan, how dare I ask you to do it?" Clara teased and touched Logan's chin.

She looked very playful.

But soon, her hand was grabbed by a pair of large, strong hands.

Looking up, it was Horace.

"Honey, did you forget that you are married?" Horace raised an eyebrow and looked at Clara domineeringly.

Clara forgot that Horace, the most jealous man in the world, was there.

"Logan, don't help her, let her help herself." Horace knew that Clara had almost done. His words were just to punish Clara.

"Okay." Logan nodded. He couldn't do much when the couples were messing around.

"Logan!" Clara used to be bullied by Horace.

But she didn't expect that Logan, her dear brother, would side with Horace.

"Clara, don't blame me. It's for your sake." Logan looked at Clara with a look of righteousness.

Clara snorted and went on packing.

"Horace, take good care of Clara." Logan had lived with Clara for five years. Now Clara was leaving, he was somewhat reluctant.

He wished Clara to be happy.

As long as Clara was happy, everything became unimportant.

"I will. I promise." Horace looked at Logan and assured him.

He would do it even if Logan didn't remind him.

He got Clara back with great effort. He would be useless if he lost her again.

"I believe in you." When Logan finished saying this, he heard Clara's cry.

Logan and Horace hurried upstairs.

Not out of curiosity, but because Clara's cry was too heart-wrenching.

"Clara, what's wrong?" Horace walked into the room but Clara wasn't there.

Logan searched the whole room. There were only things scattered on the floor.

Horace suddenly noticed something was wrong with the window. The curtains had been pulled to the ground, which confirmed that it was the last place Clara stayed.

Horace walked toward the window slowly. The closer he got, the faster his heart beat.

He didn't know what he will do if Clara had an accident there.

Three steps.

Two steps.

He was close.

Horace walked to the window, heard the sound of clothes rubbing, and looked straight out the window.