Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 228 Ten Years of experience

"Then where have you been for the past years? Do you still remember who I am now?" Logan hurriedly

pulled her body back when he heard that Laura had lost her memory. He looked at her and asked,

afraid that she would forget her brother.

"Brother." Laura didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "If I've forgotten who you are, why would I come

back to find you?"

Logan did not realize that he had asked such a stupid question. When he heard that Laura still

remembered him, he let out a sigh of relief. "What happened after that? Where did you go?"

"After I was discharged from the hospital, I didn't know where I should go. I didn't have money, so I had

to find a restaurant to apply for a job. They saw me as a fit, so they let me have an internship first."

"One time when the dishes were served, I accidentally spilled the soup on a male guest. The guest

thought I was..." Laura paused and did not continue, but everyone understood what she meant.

Logan's face became even colder.

"Then he started to feel me up. I was so angry that I picked up the water on the table and splashed it

on him. He saw that I was tough, so he stopped touching me, but he insisted on the restaurant firing

me.

Seeing this scene, a couple, who were eating in the restaurant, stood up and spoke for me. But in the

end, I was fired. The couple was very dissatisfied with the restaurant's way of doing things, but they

had no choice but to comfort me.

During the conversation, they knew my situation and felt sorry for me. They said that their only

daughter had just passed away by accident. Since I couldn't remember my family and had no one to

rely on, they wanted to recognize me as their goddaughter and live with them in the future.

I didn't know what to do, so I promised them. Later, I moved abroad with them and lived there all these

years."

Logan's heart ached when he heard about Laura's experiences over the years. As the daughter of the

Hutchinson's, she should have been doted on by him. "Laura, you've suffered too much these years."

Laura smiled at Logan. "Over the years, foster parents have devoted their feelings for their daughter to

me. They've treated me very well. Brother, you don't have to worry."

After comforting Logan, Laura continued, "A few months ago, when I was traveling with a few friends, I

accidentally fell down and hit my head on a stone. I fainted on the spot."

"When I woke up, I suddenly found that I had a lot of memories of the past. Only then did I know who I

was, and then I immediately came back from abroad to find you."

"It's just..." Glancing at Horace, Laura lowered her eyes again and said in a low voice, "I just didn't

expect that..."

Although Laura didn't finish her sentence, who wouldn't understand what she wanted to say? She just

didn't expect that Horace was already married.

Seeing the sorrow, helplessness, and some complaints in Laura's eyes when she looked at him,

Horace's heart was moved.

After a moment of silence, Horace said to Laura, "It's good that you're fine." However, his expression

was indifferent, as if he was treating a friend that he hadn't seen for many years, not his former lover.

Laura's heart ached when she saw that Horace had only said this sentence and had not shown much

concern for her. Could it be that he had forgotten her and fallen in love with Clara just like the rumors

had said?

Laura forced herself to put away her inner emotions. She stood up and walked to Clara, who sat down

on the sofa beside her.

Laura gave an embarrassed smile. "Clara, I didn't mean to hide it from you. When I heard that Horace

was getting married, I was really curious about his wife, so when your editor-in-chief said that he

wanted to interview me, I asked you to do that."

"After chatting with you, I found that you are a good person. I really treat you as a good friend and a

good sister. I am afraid that after I tell you my identity, you will no longer be willing to be with me. I don't

want to lose you as a friend."

"Clara, I like you very much. I also feel that you and Horace are a perfect match. If Horace likes you, I'll

wish you and Horace a happy life, from the bottom of my heart."

Taking Clara's hand, Laura said cautiously, "So, could you please not blame me?" This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing Laura explaining to herself with guilt and care, Clara didn't know how to respond for a moment.

She could only say, "No, how could I blame you?"

"I knew you're the best." Laura smiled happily and took a step toward Clara. "I was right about you."

"Ouch." Clara gasped. Just now, when Laura was leaning towards her, she accidentally kicked on the

wound on her foot. A sharp pang came from her foot, making her frown.

"What's wrong?" Laura was a little surprised when she looked down at Clara's feet. "How did this

happen?"

"I'm fine." Clara shook her head with a forced smile.

In fact, she was going to die of pain. After such a long time, her feet had been swollen, and she wore

high heels in the morning.

The situation was so urgent just now, that she couldn't walk barefoot. She could only put her injured

foot into her shoes. Now her whole foot was itchy and painful.

Only then did Horace notice that Clara's foot was injured. Frowning, he hurriedly walked up to Clara.

Horace squatted down, gently lifted Clara's ankle, and carefully helped her remove the high heels on

her feet.

In contrast to the gentle movements in his hands, Horace's face was currently filled with seriousness,

as well as a trace of self-blame that was not noticed.

After calling out to the servants outside, Horace instructed them to bring a basin of hot water and a

towel over.

Having wrung out towel that had been soaked in hot water, Horace carefully used it to wipe the mud

and blood on Clara's feet.

When he saw that Clara's leg had become more than twice as swollen as usual, and there were traces

of blood on it, Horace couldn't help but feel angry. Those reports!

After wiping it clean, Horace took out a dry towel and wrapped it around Clara's feet. He stood up and

turned to Logan and Laura, saying, "We'll go first." After that, Horace leaned over, picked Clara up into

a bridal carry and took her out of the door.

Watching Horace treat Clara's wound so gently, he left with Clara in his arms without looking back. He

didn't even look at her. Laura's face turned cold and she pinched her palm hard with her fingertips.

"Laura." Seeing that Laura's eyes were filled with unwillingness and resentment, Logan said somewhat

worriedly, "Horace is already married."