Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 173 Birthday Presents

Horace hardly noticed Ashlee's approach. His attention was on those who were on the opposite side.

Damn it!

She had a lot of nerve talking and laughing with her ex-boyfriend.

A trace of anger rose in his heart.

Horace, in a wheelchair, ordered her, "Come to me."

Clara couldn't help frowning, but she didn't move.

Didn't he also come with Ashlee? She didn't say anything about that but he actually got angry.

Ashlee gave Clara a fierce look, snorted coldly, hurriedly walked over to hold Darren's arm, and said,

"Darren, have you bought the gift yet? Let's go in."

Darren looked back at Clara and looked a little worried, but he had to follow her.

Horace and Clara were still standing at the door. He asked coldly, "Why are you with him?"

Clara said lightly, "Aren't you with her too? But I didn't say anything."

"You are not allowed to be with him alone in the future."

Horace was being unreasonable.

When she saw them were together, she felt very uncomfortable. The trauma Ashlee brought her has

always affected her.

Clara knew that she was a bit willful, but when they met, he didn't even explain it to her. Could she be

happy?

Clara snapped, "We met on the road and we are colleagues. There's nothing wrong with it. Anyway, we

are innocent, whatever you think."

Horace was not pleased with her talking back to him, especially when he saw he was holding her just

now, he was even more unhappy.

For a while, the atmosphere between the two was a little stiff.

But it was Russell's birthday after all, so Horace finally said stiffly, "Anyway, let's go first."

Clara nodded and the two finally walked into the old house.

Russell was wearing a brown tailored suit, looking extraordinarily stylish and energetic. When he saw

Horace and Clara coming, he smiled happily.

He said, "What took you so long? Everyone is here waiting for you. Come to me and let me take a

good look."

All the people in the Kirkland family had arrived.

When everyone saw Horace coming, they all cast polite glances. But seeing Clara, they wore different

expressions and they were all talking about the previous news of Clara and Ashlee on the Internet.

Although it was clarified and the news has disappeared now, the appearance of these two people in the

villa at the same time still caused a discussion.

Russell looked at Clara, suddenly frowned, and said, "Why are you haggard? Horace, this is your fault."

Horace and Clara raised their mouths slightly with half-smiles.

Sean on the side smirked, "Grandpa, you didn't pay much attention to birthdays in previous years.

What's wrong with this year? You are so happy."

Russell smiled, "This year is different from previous years. The Kirkland family has welcomed a lot of

new members. There are many happy events. I am very happy, so I made an exception to get together.

Well, our banquet can begin."

The birthday cake was pushed out. It was big and beautiful.

Everyone sang the birthday song for Russell and he was very happy.

And the audience was very happy, except Sean. He had been sitting on the side for a long time

watching Horace and Clara as if he wanted to see through them.

Ashlee was placed in an important seat. It seemed that because of the child in her belly, Russell's

attitude towards her was much better.

Russell helped her with food and said, "Come on, Ashlee, try this to see if it suits your taste. You are

pregnant now and you should always pay attention to nutrition and diet."

Sure enough, Russell was very concerned about the fact that he had another successor.

No wonder Horace pretended that he was disabled. Sean wanted to attack him back then. Indeed,

Horace was quite a threat to him.

After knowing what Sean had done to Horace back then, Clara always felt strangely uncomfortable

when looking at him.

There was evil in his eyes, making it impossible for others to see what he was thinking.

After dinner, everyone started to unwrap the presents.

Sean's gift was an emerald ornament with a very beautiful shape and a rare texture. The material was

very pure. It was a rare treasure.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all praised him for being filial to Russell. This jadeite was a rare

treasure.

Russell just looked at it and said, "Well, okay, not bad."

It was time for Horace's gift.

What Horace gave to him was a wooden box made of scented rose wood, which was exquisitely

carved with vivid designs. It was an antique object with a history of more than 100 years.

He knew that Russell liked old things and he bought them from overseas auctions. He originally

planned to give them to him as a New Year gift.

Russell received the gift, and he was very satisfied, then he said, "Great, Horace knew me. This item,

let's not talk about its value. It shows highly-skilled craftsmanship that only royalties and nobles in the

past could afford. Excellent. I really appreciate it."

Sean was so angry but, on the surface, he was calm as water.

The gifts that Darren and Ashlee gave to Russell were also very precious.

Russell smiled at them both, and said happily, "I like your gifts as well, but the biggest gift you gave me

is that little life. Ashlee carries on the future generations of our family, which is such a great thing."

Ashlee seemed to be nervous, the more Russell said, the faster her heart beat. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Everyone's gifts were very expensive, which were all jade carvings, jadeite and the like.

Clara's gift made her feel very shabby.

Horace came to her side in the wheelchair and felt a little cold when touching her hand.

Clara broke free from his hand. She was still angry.

Russell continued, "Clara, I want to see the gift you brought me. I'm looking forward to it."

Clara pursed her lips, and everyone who looked around was looking at the gift in her hand. Forget it,

she's used to others' indifference long ago, so it doesn't matter this time.

She opened the box, and everyone pouted, thinking what kind of gift is this, a small massager?

The birthday gift from Mrs. Kirkland from the Solrace was too shabby.

"A massager?" Russell took it and looked at it.

Clara said, "Grandpa, I know you would feel your back and waist sore sometimes. This massager

should make you feel better..."