Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter 127 A Handsome Man

As the option was about to begin, Clara felt nervous and wanted to go to the ladies' room again.

Horace asked, "You need me to go with you?"

Clara shook her head, took her purse and left.

Saying that she left the room, Darren had wanted to follow her when Ashlee said, "Darren, I need to go out for a minute. I'll be back soon."

Since Ashlee was going outside, Darren couldn't follow Clara, not when Ashlee was still pregnant with his child. He didn't want to displease Ashlee at this moment, for she was a pregnant woman.

Clara arrived at the ladies' room, put her purse on the washstand, washed her hands and left without taking her purse with her, probably because she forgot it.

It was when Ashlee followed her into the ladies' room.

She had intended to talk to the staff at the auction house so that she could get an opportunity to destroy the diamond necklace when she saw Clara walk into the ladies' room. She thought that this might be a great opportunity, so she followed Clara.

She was lucky that Clara forgot her purse on the washstand.

Ashlee felt that this was a great opportunity.

She quickly reached out her hands to grab the purse, rummaged through the things in it and found something. She thought that with this, Clara was going to make a fool out of herself today.

Ashlee grabbed the thing in her hand and left the ladies' room, running towards the auction house as fast as she could.

When Clara walked out of the bathroom, opened her purse and wanted to fix her makeup, she found that her amulet was gone.

It was Helena, her mother, who got it for her. Where did it go?

She nervously rummaged through her purse, searching for it.

She took out all the things in her purse, her lipstick, tissues, her phone and her key. She had looked everywhere on and below the washstand but couldn't replace it.

She had been carrying it everywhere with her for years. Her mom walked a long distance and got it for her, she had to replace it.

Out of anxiety, sweat broke out on her nose.

Maybe she accidentally dropped in the hall?

Thinking of this, Clara walked out of the ladies' room. With her head lowered, she bumped into a man on his chest. The man's chest was so muscular that she staggered backwards after bumping into it.

"Ouch!"

"Are you all right, Miss?" the man was scared and hurriedly asked.

He had just walked to the corridor when this woman rushed out of the ladies' room and ran into his arms. What happened? Was this her trick to get his attention?

Of course, before he could reach any conclusion, he stepped ahead to hold her steady.

He looked at the woman in front of him up and down. She was dressed decently and with grace manners. She was obviously a beauty with sparkling eyes, although she looked anxious.

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I'm really sorry," Clara answered. However, as soon as she looked up and saw the man in front of her, she was stunned.

This man was so beautiful.

He had fair skin, tall nose and sexy lips. With clear eyes and long eyelashes, he looked like someone who only existed in the movies.

He was so beautiful that Clara felt dwarfed.

The man looked at the woman in front of him curiously. After she saw his face, she had been grinning. What was she thinking with that strange expression on her face? Then he asked, "Miss, are you sure you're alright?"

It was not until then that Clara centered herself. With a smile, her white teeth were shown as she spoke, "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt."

The man felt relaxed and asked, "You're here for the charity auction?"

Clara smiled and said, "Yes, I am. You too?"

"Yes, you seemed in a hurry, what were you going to do?" seeing that Clara was still staring at him without looking away, the man reminded her.

Damn it! Clara patted her head. She almost forgot about replaceing her amulet. Why was she here talking to the handsome man?

However, it was weird. She didn't think she was that easily attracted by handsome men. But when she saw the man in front of her, she felt weirdly close with him.

Clara sped up and answered, "Yes, thank you for the reminder. I was doing something serious just now and accidentally bumped into you. I'm sorry. I'm leaving now." Because she was in a hurry to leave, as soon as she took a step, she slipped and almost fell down, for she hadn't gotten accustomed to wearing high heels. Seeing that she was about to fall, she felt helpless.

"Ah!" Clara screamed and thought that she was going to make a fool of herself.

However, at this moment, Horace rushed over in the wheelchair and held Clara.

It was so close.

Clara had lingering fear and her heart was pounding in her chest. She felt grateful for Horace's as-always on-time rescue.

She said to him, "Horace, thank you.'

However, Horace didn't reply to her. He looked at the man with a serious expression and hostility in his eyes.

Clara was stunned.

There must be some kind of grudge between the two. Otherwise, why would they stare at each other without talking or greeting? They didn't even say hello to each other. Clara asked tentatively, "Do you know each other?"

It was not until then that Horace withdrew his gaze.

Clara looked at the expression on the man's face and knew that Horace and the man knew each other. However, she didn't know if they were enemies or friends.

The man spoke first, "Horace, I haven't seen you for a long time. What an unpleasant coincidence!"

Horace still didn't say a word.

Unpleasant? Clara thought that the man looked so handsome, he mustn't be a bad guy. But why would he say 'unpleasant'? Was he a business opponent of the Solrace Corporation? The man didn't mind Horace's indifference, turned his head, reached out his hand and said to Clara, "Let me introduce myself first. I'm Logan Hutchinson. May I know your name?" So his name was Logan Hutchinson? Clara stared at him without blinking.

With a smile, she reached out her hand, shook it with Logan's and said, "Nice to meet you, my name is Clara Selman. I am Horace's..."

Suddenly, Horace coughed and interrupted her. "All right, let's go. The auction is about to start."

Clara came back to herself, smiled politely at Logan and waved him goodbye.

All of a sudden, Logan asked, "Is she the woman you married?"

Horace and Clara turned around at the same time upon hearing his question. With an indifferent look on his face, Horace answered, "Yes, it's her."

Then he turned around and kept walking.

With a humph, Logan said in a low but clear voice, "She's nothing compared to Laura."

Laura?

Laura Hutchinson?

Clara was stunned.

However, Horace didn't stop. He grabbed Clara's hand and left.