Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter 413 Can I Chase After Him?

Clara's face returned to the usual coldness. She put the phone in her pocket, walked to the sink, and washed her face with cold water. She looked at herself in the mirror and warned herself in her heart not to forgive Horace.

After getting herself ready mentally, she opened the door and walked out, but as soon as she opened the door, she heard a bad cough. Following the sound, Clara saw that Horace was sitting on the sofa with his computer on the coffee table in front of him.

He was so sick but still got himself busy at work. He thought he was Iron Man, did he?

Without any hesitation, Clara quickly walked to him and turned off his computer, "Don't you know that you have a fever? Stop working, okay?"

"There was a situation and it was urgent," Horace explained, trying to turn on the computer again.

Pressing the computer hard with her hand, Clara felt inexplicably angry, "What is more important than you? You had a high fever last night, what if you got worse? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Seeing the obvious worry in her eyes, Horace suddenly felt that work was not that important, "Are you worrying about me?"

"I'm concerned that you will get worse and give me the cold," Clara said stubbornly.

She had warned herself just now that she should not be attracted to him, but when she saw he did not take care of himself, she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart and those words were almost blurted ou without thinking.

Hearing her words, Horace lowered his head and smiled. Even if she didn't want to admit it, he could feel her worry about him. If she was really afraid of contagion, why would she help him dry his hair yesterday?

"Clara, thank you for your concern. I'll take care of myself." Staring at her eyes, Horace said gently.

She already said that she didn't care about him. When did he become so narcissistic? Clara felt her face become hot, so she turned to avoid his gaze. She walked to the bedroom, "I'll go get changed." "Wait a minute!" Horace stopped her, got up, and walked in front of her, "Your birthday is coming soon, I want to celebrate it for you. Any gifts you want?"

Hearing his words, she remembered that his phone password was her birthday and she felt moved for a while.

No! She can't be moved because of such a trivial matter... She said that repeatedly in her mind to cool down.

"Don't bother. I don't celebrate my birthday. And I can buy whatever I want by myself." After saying this, Clara walked into the bedroom.

The cold words made him a little stunned. He didn't understand, why did she care so much about himself yesterday but become so cold to him now?

Horace suddenly felt that she was a little strange at the moment. In the past, he was the person who knew her best, but now she always gave him the feeling of flowers in the fog. He couldn't see it clearly and couldn't figure it out either.

One moment he still felt that she still cared about him and liked him, but the next moment he would feel her resentment and anger towards him. How did she feel about him now?

While Horace was puzzled, he received a text message. He picked up the phone and found out that it was a group message from the tour guide, informing everyone that they were going to camp on a small island this morning, and they should gather at the entrance of the hotel at nine in the morning.

Just as Clara came out of the bedroom, Horace hurriedly stopped her, "Clara, did you know we're going to the island this morning?"

"Yeah, I saw the text message." Clara walked to the door without looking at him. She had to control herself.

"Let's go together." Horace followed her.

Clara finally looked at him. She hesitated for a moment and then said, "You still have a fever. You should rest in the hotel and don't go to the seaside today."

"It's okay." Horace smiled and the depressed mood before dissipated thanks to her concern, "I feel much better after a sleep. There should be no problem." "But..." Clara wanted to continue but she bit the words back. Now that she had decided to cut ties with him, she should say no more.

"Whatever you like." Clara then ignored him and went out to meet everyone.

Horace packed up simply and went out. When he arrived at the entrance of the hotel, everyone was already sitting in the car waiting for him.

After getting in the car, he found that there was no one sitting next to Clara. Just as he was about to walk over, he saw Clara get up and sit with a girl. Was she hiding from him?

He found a place to sit down but he felt a little hurt. He couldn't understand why her attitude towards him had always changed so frequently.

"Editor-in-chief, can I ask you a question?" asked the new intern sitting next to Clara. Her name was Harper Whitehead. She just graduated and she was new on the job. She was very beautiful with her big eyes and a high nose bridge. The more you look at her, the prettier she looks.

"Go ahead." Clara looked at her. She thought this girl was exceptional when she saw her resume and it turned out that she was right about her.

Although she was young, only 22 years old, she was very good at her job. She had her own opinions on many things. She was a diamond in the rough. Give her some guidance and she would be an excellent news worker.

"Is Mr. Kirkland after you? Are you guys planning to get back together?" Harper blinked her big eyes, anxiously waiting for her answer.

"No, it's impossible between us," Clara replied without hesitation. She felt annoyed at Horace. It was because he had to follow her here that this misunderstanding was caused. Everyone must be gossiping about her behind her back.

"Really?" Hearing her denial, Harper was very excited, "Editor-in-chief, aren't you really gonnao get back with Mr. Kirkland?"

"Yes." Clara nodded hesitantly. She did not understand why she looks surprised.

"Then can I chase Mr. Kirkland?" She lowered her voice and asked Clara with glowing eyes.