Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 294 Watch Her Die

"Laura, open the door!" Clara shouted while patting the door, "Hear me out, my mom's life is in danger

now. You can't just watch her die!"

Although no one answered her, she kept ringing the doorbell. She had to take Laura to the hospital

today, she was the only hope Helena had.

"Laura, just follow me to the hospital and you will know if I'm lying here. Just open the door…"

Laura, who was sitting on her bed, felt annoyed when she heard Clara's voice and the doorbell ringing.

She called over the help angrily and said to her, "Get rid of that woman. If I keep hearing her shouting

outside, you will be fired!"

"Yes, miss," the help answered and hurried downstairs.

"Laura, open the door. I just need to talk to you," Clara was still shouting when she saw someone come

open the door.

Seeing that the door was opened, she wanted to rush in but was stopped by the help. "Miss, please

stop shouting. You'd better leave now."

"Ma'am, please, let me in. I have something important to talk to Laura," Clara said in an anxious tone.

"But Miss Hutchinson has said that if you don't leave, she will fire me. Miss, please, I need this job. I

beg you, please leave, or I'll have to call the guards over." Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing that the housekeeper was caught in a dilemma because of her, Clara felt sorry. She couldn't let

her lose her job because of her. She stepped back slowly and had to leave.

Standing in front of her window and watching Clara leave, Laura clenched her fists tightly with an angry

look on her face.

"Clara, why do you keep getting in the way? And how dare you say that I am not a Hutchinson? How

dare you! I won't let you go!"

However, deep inside, she had believed in Clara's words. It was just because of it that she hated Clara

even more. If it weren't for her, no one would know about this and she would stay a Hutchinson forever.

And Helena. Now, she finally knew why she was always so nice to her. Even when she gave her

attitude, she had never been scared of her like the other servants and still cared about her deeply.

It only made her hate Helena more. Who did she think she was? Who was she to care about her? She

was just a maid. Even if she had saved her when she was a child, what did it matter? The Hutchinson's

only treated her with respect because she had saved her once. In that case, Helena had to thank her!

She used to just dislike her, but after knowing she might be her biological mother, the dislike had turned

into hatred. She hated Helena! Since she had decided to help her grow up in a rich family, why couldn't

she keep this a secret forever? Why did she tell Clara about this?

Leukemia? Laura suddenly thought of Clara's words just now.

"You want me to save you? No way! You'd better die, in that case, no one will have any evidence to

prove it!" holding a corner of the curtain, she said with cruelty. "And Clara, I won't show you mercy next

time!"

As if thinking of an awful idea, she smiled slyly, grabbed her phone and called someone.

The phone was soon answered, Laura said in a cold tone, "I want you to kill someone for me…"

After leaving the Hutchinson's house, Clara walked alone on the street, not knowing where to go.

Her mom, the only family who loved her, told her that she wasn't her biological mom. And she couldn't

tell, Logan, who turned out to be her brother, that they were family. She didn't have enough evidence to

prove it to him. Horace? They were in terrible terms and she didn't even know if the marriage would

work.

Thinking of this, Clara felt sorry for herself and couldn't help crying. She felt she was all alone in this

world with no one to turn to or depend on.

Touching her belly, she was more determined of her choice. The only thing that could keep her going

was the child. She would protect the child and not let anyone hurt it!

Although she didn't want to see Horace's face right now, she had nowhere to go. She had to go back to

that house, which used to make her feel warm and now left her nothing but loneliness.

When she returned to the house, Horace had gotten off work and sitting on the sofa in the living room

in a trance. She didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing him like this, Clara was a bit curious. She had never seen him like this before since they started

living together. He always looked decisive and confident. But she was in no mood to guess what was

on his mind right now.

Hearing the noise from the door, Horace centered himself, turned around and saw Clara. He stood up

in a hurry, looked at her and didn't know what to say.

After Clara ran out of the house today, he gradually calmed down and regretted what he had done. He

felt his words were indeed a bit harsh.

However, he felt ashamed to call her and apologize, so he came home early today, only to find that

Clara hadn't been home until now.

Upon seeing Clara went upstairs, ignoring him, he stopped her hurriedly. "You haven't had dinner yet,

right? I have asked the chief to make you soup, you should have some first."

Since Horace had taken the initiative to make peace with her, Clara couldn't ignore him anymore. She

nodded and said, "Okay."

Hearing her answer, Horace smiled. "Wait for me at the dining table, I'll get you some soup." Then he

walked into the kitchen.

Sitting by the table, Clara decided to make it clear to Horace about the child.

Soon, Horace came with a soup. He placed the soup in front of Clara and sat opposite her, "Drink it. I

heard that it's good for the stomach."