Esther grabbed Isaac’s arm to stop him, and the latter looked at her resignedly and drew himself closer to her, close enough for them to…
As she was thinking about it, she put the idea into practice.
She leaned forward, gave Isaac a peck and turned to left immediately, blushing.
Isaac was left standing there alone without knowing what to do.
He touched the place she had kissed, in blank astonishment.
That… that was the first time he had ever been kissed by a girl.
After freezing there for a moment, it hit him that he had something else to do.
He soon rushed to Clara’s ward.
With a few knocks at the door, he heard Clara’s answer and then pushed the door open to walk in.
“Mrs. Kirkland, we went to the nursing home as you said, but we couldn’t find Laura. Is it possible that she’s not there at all?”
They had combed the whole nursing home, but still couldn’t find her, which made Isaac began to wonder if Clara had the wrong guess.
Could it be that Laura wasn’t in the nursing home at all?
Because as Isaac saw it, Laura had always been a very proud peacock, who wasn’t likely to hide away in a nursing home because of something like that.
But Isaac thought it all wrong, because Laura would stop at nothing to get Horace.
The nursing home was not only a place to stay at, but where she could also use Helena to contain Clara.
How could Laura not be ready to stay at such a perfect place?
“That’s impossible. She has nowhere else to go except there.” Clara still believed that her guess was right, but how come they failed find Laura?
She must had made a mistake or left out something.
The only way to help Horace was to find Laura, otherwise Horace was doomed.
Clara looked around nervously, trying to figure out where she had gone wrong.
“Mrs. Kirkland, easy, don’t be so hard on yourself.” Isaac knew that Clara was under a lot of pressure, and it would be harmful for her to overuse her brain now since she had been injured.
“It’s OK. I’m fine. I’m just worried about Horace.” Clara wasn’t aware of what she herself was talking about, with all the possible scenarios flashing across in her head.
Looking at her agitated face, Isaac didn’t know how to calm her down.
He only walked out silently, thinking about buying some snacks and beverage for her.
“Isaac.”
He saw Esther as soon as he left the ward.
“Why are you haunting me? You’re anywhere! Don’t you have something better to do?” Isaac blushed as he thought of the kiss, looking at Esther who was beaming with a big smile.
“Hey, where are you going.”
Isaac meant to steer clear of her, because it’s really not the time for him to mess around with some woman.
“Go get something for Mrs. Kirkland to drink.” Isaac had realized that if he ignored her, she would keep pestering him, so he’d better just answer her questions.
“Well, then, I’m going with you,” she said to him and then held his arm, walking along with him.
“You… let go.” Isaac felt like that she was forcing herself upon him.
“No way.” She stuck her tongue out at Isaac, who was struck with shyness.
Isaac had never been treated like that before. With a soft and seductive woman in his arms, he didn’t what to do.
All he was thinking about was to go get his stuff and go back to Clara’s ward.
Esther looked at his face, knowing that he must have been shy.
She giggled, her arm holding onto his more firmly.
Meanwhile at the coffee house, Laura was sitting across Andre.
“Now, don’t you think you should give me some money to make a living?”
Laura thought that she took credit for helping Andre get rid of Horace, so in return, he was supposed to give her some money to survive.
“Well, here.”
Andre handed her a cheque for a hundred thousand dollars. But Laura was dissatisfied, “Andre, don’t forget our relationship. I’m a human after all. How can I live with this miserly cheque for a month?”
What did he take her for? A beggar?
But Andre said to her, “This isn’t for a month. It’s the final payment for our collaboration. You have taken a lot of money from me so far, at least five hundred thousand bucks.”
“And it’s not my obligation to support you, so take care.” He then gave his sleeve a flick, leaving a one-hundred note on the table for the coffee.
Andre and Laura were just allies, and the only reason why he had paid her was because she had been helpful to him.
But now that she started to have ulterior motives towards Clara, again, so he had to nip the bud.
Nobody was allowed to hurt his woman, not even Laura.
At the thought of that, Andre curled up his lips. He was going to the hospital.
Laura told him that Clara was in the hospital with injuries on her head caused by the fall the other day.
So with Horace away, it was a perfect time for him to go visit her, and maybe Clara would fall in love with him if he swooped in.
Andre was picturing Clara throwing herself at him.
He then went to a florist to get a bunch of roses and drove to the hospital.
Isaac had got the beverage, and just when he was trying to get rid of Esther, he saw Andre.
“Get off!” Isaac waved her hand off him and followed Andre for a while.
It was not until Andre entered Clara’s room did Isaac realize that he was going to his Mrs. Kirkland.
“Hey, where are you going?” Esther had been tagging along Isaac, and when she saw Andre go into the ward, she stopped Isaac and asked him to explain the situation.
“There’s no time for that. I’ll tell you later,” Isaac tried persuaded her, who was happy with his attitude and nodded to let him go.
“Clara, how are you doing?” Andre went into the ward and saw his much-missed Clara.
“It’s none of your business, Mr. Hansen. Please get out.” Isaac walked into the room after him, gesturing him to leave.”
Andre recognized that he was Horace’s bodyguard, so he didn’t bother to be nice to him at all.
“Wow, so a Kirkland dog can bite?” said Andre as he went to sit down on a sofa like a gentleman.
“Mr. Hansen, I know you’re accustomed to superiority, but the Kirkland family is not to be messed with.” Clara got mad as she heard what Andre had said to Isaac.
Clara gave the provocative Andre a dirty look. If he hadn’t had said such thing, she would have been polite with him. But since he didn’t watch his language, there was no need for any social graces.
“Clara, how could you say that? Horace is in prison. What’s the point of being a Kirkland?”
Andre was actually painful to hear Clara say that to him.
What had she just said? Had she regarded herself a Kirkland already? Now that they are on the verge of bankruptcy, she still wouldn’t leave Horace Kirkland?