Seeing the two men in front of her, she froze. Those memories from earlier slowly flooded her mind. She still remembered that after eating at Helena’s house, Andre came to pick her up, and what happened? She couldn’t remember how she ended up in the hospital.
Some fragmented memory flashed in her mind. She felt hot and painful, and then Andre hugged her. Later she also saw Horace.
The more she recalled, the paler her face became. Was she drugged?
Seeing her like this, Horace was anxious. “How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable?”
Finding his hesitation, Clara felt worse. “What happened? Why am I here?”
Clasping her hand, Horace replied, “You asked me to you at your house. I saw you didn’t look right. Andre said you were drugged by Laura, so I took you here.”
So that was the case. Clara clenched her fist tightly, having remembered that Laura had helped Helena in the kitchen.
Anger flamed up in her eyes. Clara looked up at Andre, “That’s why she asked you to pick me up. She wanted us to have sex.”
Andre nodded, “I suppose.”
Biting her lower lip fiercely, Clara felt her heart would be flooded with resentment. She had not had time to get even with Laura about what happened five years ago. And now Laura plotted against her again!
Caressing Clara’s lips, Horace was worried. “You can rest assured that I will solve it. I will never let Laura go easily this time.”
Andre was envious of his moves. Clara didn’t dodge even a little at his intimacy. Were they really together again?
However, he still picked up the subject. “You should rest now. Leave it to me. I will try my best to lecture her.”
“No need.” Hearing that both of them wanted to take revenge for her, Clara refused firmly. “I can do it myself, but I need your help.”
The two men had a rare tacit agreement to nod their heads. Perhaps letting her solve it by herself would be more appropriate.
Looking into Clara’s eyes, Horace asked seriously, “What do you want us to do?”
Clara sneered. “Laura, you are asking for trouble. I won’t go easy on you!”
Laura was waiting anxiously. Although Andre said he should not be able to resist such temptation, she could not help but worry that the plan would fail.
When the time was almost up, Laura couldn’t wait any longer, so she called Andre.
It was quickly answered, and, suppressing her anxiety, Laura said slowly, “How is it? Are you satisfied?”
“You drugged Clara?” Andre pretended to sound surprised.
“I did it for you.” Laura wasn’t sure whether it was going on as she had thought. “Don’t you like her? You have to take lots of effort to be with her if you don’t listen to me.”
“Oh, I see. Then I really have to….” Andre deliberately paused, and Laura felt her heart hanging in her throat.
“Thank you.” Andre’s tone changed. “No wonder we’ve been friends for many years, you know me best. I appreciate it.”
Laura’s nervous expression faded. It seemed that what she had predicted was indeed correct. After so many years, she knew better than anyone else what kind of person Andre was. How could he refuse a beautiful woman?
“But.” Andre spoke again.
“What?” Laura hurriedly asked. Could something have gone wrong?
“But I suddenly have no feelings for Clara now. Initially, I thought she was my true love, but she was no more attractive after I had sex with her.” Andre pretended to be disappointed.
“I was silly telling you that I liked her back then. Perhaps what I can’t get will always haunt me. Don’t take my words seriously. I apologize to you now.”
Hearing this, Laura was ecstatic. Everything was under her control.
“It’s okay,” Laura laughed, “We’ve been friends for many years. I wouldn’t take those words to heart.”
“It’s good that you’re not angry, but I bumped into Horace when I came out of Clara’s room yesterday,” Andre added.
“How come?” Laura’s heart hung up again.
“I don’t know. He seemed angry when he saw Clara and me and even pulled me into a fight. I think he still has a place in his heart for Clara. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be jealous.”
“Then did he know that Clara was drugged?” Laura hurriedly asked the critical question.
“I don’t think so,” Andre denied, “Clara was still sleeping at that time, so he should have thought that we were sleeping together voluntarily, and he left in a huff after our fight.”
Hearing this, Laura finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that Horace didn’t find it. However, she then felt envious. Why couldn’t Horace just forget Clara?
“Andre, you can pick me up now. I will text you the address later. I need to go see Horace.”
Laura had a new idea. She had to let Horace misunderstand Clara and Andre thoroughly.
“Okay, I’ll come now.”
It didn’t take long for Andre to follow the address Laura had sent him to her house, and then she guided him to Horace’s house.