Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter 179 Happiness

"How could it be Ashlee? Have you found out?" Clara still could not believe that it was true.

It was not that she did not want to believe it, but she knew Ashlee too well. How could she help a stranger enthusiastically?

Horace said, "It should be true. Whether it is the location of the photos or the limited-edition purchase list, Ashlee is the most suitable candidate. Moreover, the age is also consistent."

Clara remembered that Horace had taken a photo before. There was a little girl wearing a limited-edition Disney princess dress. Ashlee also had that dress. She thought it was a coincidence, but she did not expect it to really be Ashlee.

Horace said with shame, "I know that Ashlee owes you a lot. However, she has helped me. I have to repay her."

Clara finally understood. Horace had been acting abnormally these past few days because he wanted to repay Ashlee for saving his life, not because he truly wanted to help her.

Horace still loved her.

"Horace, I understand." After pondering for a moment, she finally spoke, "If it was me, I would be like you."

Horace's furrowed brows finally relaxed.

Clara thought of something again and frowned. "But, you should have called me. I was worried about you. I was afraid that you would be in danger. You were so cruel to leave me alone at home."

Clara was complaining, but under the light of the night, her beautiful face looked a bit more coquettish, which made Horace's heart flutter.

The next second, Clara was instantly pulled into a strong embrace, and her unfinished words were drowned in the passionate kiss.

The Ferris wheel slowly rotated, and the temperature in the box gradually heated up.

Horace circled Clara into his arms and looked down at her eyes. They were bright like little stars flashing in the night sky. His eyes were darker and he whispered, "If you are unhappy in the future, tell me directly. Don't hold it in."

Clara suddenly felt hot on her face, and her heart could not help but jump wildly. She wanted to escape but found that she had been firmly tied up by him. Before she could speak, Horace's warm lips covered hers again.

After a long time, she finally came out of his warm embrace and was almost drunk by his kiss. Horace leaned against Clara's ear and whispered. The warm breath blew on her earlobe.

"Clara, don't worry. I won't let Ashlee bully you."

Clara leaned her head against Horace's broad shoulder and said nothing.

At this moment, she did not need to say much.

She loved him.

It was enough for him to know her heart.

Clara whispered, "Horace, you did the right thing. You must repay the kindness of saving your life. Besides, if Ashlee did not save you, would we have known each other and loved each other?"

Horace did not speak. He just took her into his arms and looked at the night view of Stratmont outside the Ferris wheel.

Tens of thousands of lights were shining brightly. The tall buildings were like suddenly covered with gems. The streets also turned into a bright and shining galaxy. The stream of traffic was endless, cars moving around like fireflies.

The Ferris wheel slowly reached the highest point. Horace suddenly held Clara and came to the window.

Clara did not understand his actions. She looked at him doubtfully and heard Horace whisper, "I have something for you."

Before Clara could respond to what Horace was going to give her, she suddenly saw that the outside of the Ferris wheel suddenly lit up...

It was originally a dark night, but in an instant, there were thousands of colors.

The lights of the amusement park were all lit up, and a large character "Clara" appeared on the LED screen, reflecting their faces red.

Swish! Boom!

A flame bloomed in the distance, resounding through the entire night sky, causing the passers-by in the distance to stop and watch.

Colorful flames rose into the night sky, burning at the most beautiful moment, and suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

The fireworks bloomed again and again, like specks of starlight, and also like fireflies dancing.

Clara was completely stunned.

She did not expect that the thing that Horace had given her would be this. She was so happy that she did not know what to do. She clapped her hands like a kid who had received loads of candies. Horace looked down at Clara. His usually indifferent mouth could not help but slightly raise.

The entire amusement park served Clara alone. As long as she was happy, Horace thought that it was not worth mentioning even if he spent a lot of money.

This woman's emotions became a part of his life, affecting him deeply and changing him at the same time.

Horace looked at Clara's flushed cheeks and asked in a low voice, "Clara, do you like it?"

"I like it so much! Horace!" Clara looked at Horace with sparkling eyes.

She really underestimated Horace. She did not expect him to have such a romantic side.

She asked, "Did you really arrange all of this?"

"To be able to come up with these kinds of tricks, I also put in a lot of effort."

"I like it so much, Horace. I like it so much." Clara was so moved that her eyes were filled with tears.

Thinking about it, it was already very difficult for him to reserve the entire amusement park. She did not expect that he still had so many tricks up his sleeves. The LED screen and the fireworks. How many more unexpected surprises were there?

Horace thought to himself that it seemed that the answer on the Internet was much more reliable than the scum, Alastair.

It seemed that women really needed to be pleased. Alastair was right about this.

"Yes." Horace suddenly quieted down and said every word seriously, "I just want you to be happy."

In Horace's eyes was Clara's own figure. She saw his sincere and strong feelings and sincerity. Horace was such a proud man. Yet he had done so many things for her just to make her happy.

What more could she ask for?

On such a beautiful night, with the Ferris wheel and fireworks as witnesses, even if they were temporarily separated one day, they would not be separated because fate and love had always been in the hearts of these two people.

Horace sat in a wheelchair. Clara sat on the chair of the Ferris wheel and watched the fireworks bloom brilliantly.

After the fireworks ended, Clara realized that this was not Horace's style. To be able to do such a romantic thing, was there someone who helped him? Although the change of people could also happen overnight, it always felt incredible when it happened to Horace.

Clara could not help but say, "Horace, how do you know that I like the Ferris wheel and watching fireworks? It is not like you at all."

Horace did not expect that Clara would ask such a question. For a moment, he did not know how to answer, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.