Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter 563 Dirty Little Thoughts

The way Laura loved people was insane. Clara felt that Laura should not be sent to prison but the mental hospital.

"You are indeed a psycho."

Horace didn't know what he should say and could only watch their chatting.

"I'm psycho? You're jealous because you don't love Horace as much as I do, right? I know all your dirty little thoughts. I just don't want to expose you."

Laura made himself so noble that she beat others worthless.

Perhaps Clara did not want to waste time with Laura now.

It was better to let the police see what was going on.

Clara had already texted the police before she wanted to send Laura to the hospital.

Her hand was behind her back at that time, so even Horace didn't notice.

It was not until Clara gave a gesture with her eyes that Horace understood.

"Let's go to the police station. Everything will end here."

Hearing this, Laura took a step back and shook her head in a hurry.

"You can't do this to me. I love you so much. Why do you send me to the police station? I refuse. I don't want to."

Laura could not bear it when her beloved one was going to send her to the police station.

"Haha, do you think you guys can really restrict me? As early as when Clara came, I had already buried explosives here. Let us die together."

Clara, who originally wanted to speak, was startled by Laura's fierce smile. Then she was instantly shocked at Laura's words.

Explosives? Here?

Clara had been uncovered yesterday, then Laura, so was to leave a way out or to drive to the end?

Clara was confused.

"Don't. Calm down."

Horace wasn't afraid, hugging the nervous Clara.

"Haha, bitch! Are you afraid? Then how come you weren't scared when you sent me to prison? It's too late!"

Clara now only wanted to delay waiting for the police so they could be saved.

As long as they were safe and sound, it was better to let Horace appease Laura. Clara glanced at Horace, who said, "Calm down, Laura."

However, Laura became more excited. She pulled a well-hidden rope underground, and with a boom, the explosion resounded through the clouds.

It was tranquil, and there would have been no trace of them if it wasn't for the dust flying in the sky. Clara and Horace stood up and coughed hard. The dust flew up into their mouths and noses. They were fine because of an enormous pit behind them, and Horace fell into it with Clara as soon as Laura ignited the bomb.

Although Horace's back was injured, it was not serious.

It was just that when they looked for Laura, nothing was there. Laura had disappeared. Clara shook her head regretfully and helplessly. The plan that was about to succeed was now all in ruins. The police came and checked the area, but there was no sign of Laura.

Clara went to the police station to make a statement and return home.

The first thing Clara did when she got home was to get a medical kit. Horace needed a simple treatment.

The consequences were unthinkable if the wound infected.

Gently lifting his clothes and seeing that the blood had become dry, Clara was so distressed that she subconsciously wanted to touch it.

But fearing he would be in pain, she started cleaning and bandaging.

Soon, she finished aiding, and Horace turned around and looked at Clara.

"Do you have any wounds?" At a glance, Horace didn't replace any injuries on Clara, but he was afraid there were any hidden wounds.

It would leave after-effects if it was not discovered in time.

"Well, nothing has been found yet."

Clara moved and felt nothing uncomfortable.

Horace nodded and ensured he didn't lean onto the sofa before hugging Clara.

"Well, don't be sad. We'll succeed next time."

He knew Clara felt lost right now. But all he could do now was to console her, besides catching Laura.

However, Horace would definitely ambush her to justice.

He promised in his heart, then put his head on Clara's head and closed his eyes for meditation.

"Clara, let's get married."

Horace felt that nothing could stop them now, Laura could no longer trouble them, and Sean would soon be executed. They could get married and be together correctly.

"What did you ... say? Get married?"

Clara was surprised. Weren't they discussing Laura? How did the topic change so quickly?

Her eyes widened with shock at him.

"Yes, marry me."

Horace took out the wedding ring he had been preparing for a long time, knelt down on one knee and gazed at her.

The sincerity in his eyes touched Clara, who wanted to cry but held back.

"Okay."

Clara nodded and felt happy looking at the ring shining on her finger. Although he hadn't caught Laura, Horace was going to marry her. It was still quite a good day.

Seeing her sweet smile, Horace was delighted. He had waited a long time, and now he finally got what he wanted.

"Hey, where are you?" The following day, Clara saw a note on top of the table, telling Clara to call Horace when she woke up.

Clara smiled and then dialed the number.

"I'm at the... City Hall." Clara felt déjà vu.

The second time they met was at the City Hall, and then they registered to be married. So now that Horace meant...

As Clara guessed, Horace said, "Remember to bring the money you owe me and your ID card."