Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter 431 Just an Adopted Daughter

Clara wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and stared at Helena who was mumbling in the dream.

This person in front of Clara was the one she trusted the most but it had been so long since she called her "mom" last time. This word was so warm that it helped her through all tough times. Since when couldn't she say it out loud?

Her tears rolled down at the thought. When had their relationship been worn so thin?

"Clara." Horace's voice came from behind. Clara wiped her tears and forced a smile at him.

But how wouldn't he know with her red eyes? Horace walked towards her, touched her cheek, and said with love, "Why are you crying? Don't worry, I just talked to the doctor, he said the surgery was successfu and your mother was out of danger. No need to worry."

"Okay." Clara nodded and didn't say another word.

Seeing that she was still upset and didn't get better after that, Horace was confused about what else would Clara be upset about other than Helena?

Horace crouched down in front of Clara and asked gently while looking her in the eye, "Clara, what happened? You looked upset."

Hearing this, Clara felt bad, she raised her eyes at him then looked away, and squeezed a smile, "Nothing, the surgery was successful. How would I not be happy? I feel great."

Horace wouldn't be fooled easily as he saw the anguish and sadness in her eyes. What happened to her?

Horace cupped Clara's head and made her look at him, "C, please tell me if you have anything in your mind. Trust me, I'll do my level best to help you no matter how hard that is."

Seeing his serious attitude, Clara was moved yet frustrated. Helena only thought of her real daughter Laura instead of her adopted daughter Clara. How could she tell him that? And what could he do?

"I'm fine, really." Clara stared at Horace and said, "About today, thank you. The surgery wouldn't be so great if it weren't for you."

Horace was a little anxious as Clara still didn't want to speak to him from her heart. He thought their relationship was getting better after today. But it turned out that he was still the one she couldn't trust in her eyes.

"Clara, we..." When Horace was about to say something, Helena mumbled again, "Laura, Laura, come to me, Laura..."

Turning around at Helena at the bed and seeing Clara's instant sorrow, Horace suddenly realized why Clara was so upset.

Horace held her hands and said lovingly, "Clara, don't think too much. After all, Laura was her real daughter. It's natural to think of her more. Don't take it personally."

Hearing his words, her eyes were most again. He was right, Laura was Helena's real daughter, so naturally, her heart was all about Laura. Clara was just an adopted daughter; it was reasonable that she was not as important as Laura to Helena. What was to be sad about?

Seeing this, Horace realized that he had said the wrong thing and he just wanted to punch himself in the face. Why would he say that? She would be more upset!

Horace couldn't help holding her in his arms and comforted her, "It's okay, Clara. You have me! You'll always be the most important one to me. And I'll always be with you and never leave you alone." Horace had said a lot of sweet things like this these days, but she never felt moved like today. Maybe she needed this more than usual.

Clara shed tears soundlessly in his arms and felt better but she suddenly realized how intimate they were right now.

Her face turned red after she freed herself from his arms, "It has been days. You must have a lot of things to do. You should go. I can handle this."

But Horace didn't feel comfortable leaving her alone at the hospital, "I'll deal with the work later. I can't leave you here alone. I want to be here with you." "No, you don't have to." Hearing his words, Clara's face was burning, "There's nothing much you can do here. I can totally handle it. Don't worry."

"But..."

"There's no but. I'm sure. You can go."

Hearing her saying firmly, Horace didn't insist anymore as Isaac did say it was urgent on the phone, "Okay then. I'll go back to the office. But you must call me if anything happens. I'll be here right away." "I know." Clara nodded with gratitude, "Just go."

"Call me if anything happens," Horace told her again worriedly and then left unwillingly.

Helena woke up soon after Horace left.

Seeing her eyes open, Clara stood up and asked, "Are you okay? Are you feeling well?"

"I..." Helena was a bit unconscious as she had just woken up from the coma.

"You just had the surgery," Clara said in a soft voice, "and it was successful. You are fine now. But you have to have good rest. The doctor said there might be a rejection, but you'll be okay if you get through this. I'll have the doctor check on you."

Helena stopped Clara when she was about to call the doctor, "Clara, where's Laura? She just had the surgery. Is she okay?"

Hearing that Helena was asking for Laura the second she woke up, Clara felt terrible. Clara was hustling around for Helena these days but Laura was the one Helena thought about. She didn't even say a "thank you" to Clara.

Clara swallowed the sorrow and replied, "She's fine. She is now resting. I'll tell her to see you when you get better."

"No, don't." Helena was a little anxious, "She has been in poor health, and now... she must have been weaker. Don't let her rush to see me. Let her get some good rest first."

"OK." Clara teared up and said with a forced smile, "Have some rest. I'll have the doctor check on you."

"Okay." Hearing that Laura was fine, Helena felt relieved and then lapsed into a coma.