“Mr. Hansen, you’d better keep your hand off things that don’t belong to you, otherwise you’ll only suffer a crushing defeat.”
With that Horace waved his hand and Isaac took Andre out.
“Clara, have you missed me?” Since there were finally just the two of them in the room, Horace simply lied down on her bed, contented, with the woman he had missed crazily for days in his arms.
When in prison, he kept thinking about the day when he got caught.
He kept regretting not taking a closer look at Clara, because what if that had become the last chance they could see each other?
In fact, he had thought about the possibility of spending the rest of his life in prison. What mattered the most outside the prison was not Solrace or anything else, but the woman he was holding in his arms.
“Yes.” Clara held him back, thinking that he had become thinner too.
She found him thin when she was hugging him before, but in a good way. Now, although he was still the one who could make her feel safe, this body had gotten a bit boney.
Tears streamed down Clara’s face in a second.
Being held like that by Horace was something Clara had long looking forward to, and then it finally came true, so how could she not be thrilled?
“Hey, are you crying for missing me so much?” It broke Horace’s heart to see her crying, but he had just returned, so he could not upset her.
So he made fun of her to stop her from feeling sad any more.
“You wish.” Clara wiped her tears and turned to him.
“Tell me, how did you manage to get out?” Clara stared at his face, thinking that it felt so nice to get back what she had lost.
“Thanks to my dear wife.” Horace complimented Clara before he described to her what had happened in prison.
“The police got your video and then just let me go.”
Oddly enough, Clara would have thought of something that Horace couldn’t.
It seemed that Horace had not known her well enough.
Horace looked at Clara, beaming with happiness.
“Clara.”
“What?”
Right after she answered him, her mouth was covered by his burning lips.
Hadn’t seen each other for a long time, the two had both been ecstatic by recovering each other, so the kiss lasted for a really long time.
Both were horny, twisting around.
“Mr. Kirkland.”
Isaac came in and saw Horace pinning Clara down. Mortified, he soon covered Neo’s eyes and retreated from the room.
Clara pushed Horace away with embarrassment, knowing that Isaac had seen them.
“What’s wrong?” Horace asked knowingly.
Clara’s mouth had got wet and rosy from their wild kiss, looking so tempting.
Just when Horace came close to her to continue, Clara pushed him out of the room.
“What’s going on?” Horace asked her in puzzlement.
“Isaac was still at the door, and we are in a hospital,” Clara said to Horace, and then asked him to call Isaac in.
Horace asked Isaac to come in when he saw Clara had adjusted her clothes.
“Mr. and Mrs. Kirkland, I’ve brought Neo here.” Isaac looked at the two with an unspoken consensus.
Clara’s hospitalization and Horace’s imprisonment had been kept secret from Neo.
So Neo didn’t know what had been going on at all. All he knew was his mom was in the hospital with some minor ailment, so his father had been taking care of her.
It sounded like a perfect lie.
“Mom, dad, you finally allowed me to come here, I miss you so much.”
Neo was sensitive enough to not mention what they had done, and said something insignificant instead.
“Good boy, we missed you too, and that’s why we told Isaac to bring you here,” Clara cheered Neo up smilingly.
Clara felt guilty about neglecting Neo for getting preoccupied with the company and Horace.
“It’s OK. I can take care of myself. Don’t worry about me, mom.”
Seeming to have sensed her guilt, Neo began to comfort her, hoping she could stop blaming herself.
“All right, mommy knows that you are the greatest boy.” Clara smiled at him and then looked at Horace.
She hoped that Horace could say something to Neo, but he didn’t. Instead, he lifted him up and stared at him.
Neo stared back at him. The father and son laughed, which was confusing to the outsider.
Clara simply watched them, without asking anything. It made Clara happy to see the two having fun.
But after a while, Isaac took Neo out for lunch, because he had class to take in the afternoon.
It’s still midday, Neo had been brought over simply to see Clara and Horace.
“So, tell me what happened to your head?” With Neo gone, there left only and Clara again in the room, so Horace started to question her.
It had been just a couple of days since Horace had left, and then Clara was in the hospital when he returned.
If he had been away for a month, then would he have been told that she was dying?
“I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt.” Clara didn’t want to tell Horace that she fell down because of him.
Because she didn’t want him to feel such a burden.
But even if Clara didn’t say it, Horace knew what she was on her mind.
“Be more careful next time you’re in a rush, silly girl,” Horace pretended to be telling her off.
In fact, he knew that it was because of him that Clara got her head injured and had to stay at the hospital.
“OK, I will.” Clara pouted at him.
It was an accident, but Horace was so self-important to think that he was had been the cause.
But Clara didn’t say the thought out loud, because Horace wasn’t wrong after all. Clara was just too proud to admit it.
“You know what? I couldn’t find you when I got home, so I called Isaac and was told that you were in the hospital. I felt like my heart stopped when I heard him. I thought something terrible had happened to you. And I couldn’t stop worrying until Isaac has told me that you are fine.”
When Horace returned home from the prison, he was planning to check on Clara, but he couldn’t find her.
Even the house seemed to have been unoccupied for a while, which made him panic.
He made it to the hospital as soon as he could when he heard that Clara was there.
“I don’t know how flavorless life can be. The only thing I know is how hard my life can be without you.” Horace said to her earnestly.
Clara stared at him and then plunged herself into his arms.
How long it had been since the last time she had heard him say something so sweet to her? What Horace had just said was worth all the sweet nothings she had heard her whole life.
Because it spoke to them both at the moment. Clara thought it was the sweetest thing she had ever heard,
“All right, all right. My sweetheart.” Horace rubbed her hair with a smile, and then wiped the tears off the corners of his eyes.
Isaac, who had been having lunch with Neo, smiled with delight as he thought of the conversation with Esther.
He had only met her a few times, but she seemed to have moved into his heart. All he could think of was her when he closed his eyes.