What happened?
The assistant didn’t know the news and she could only look at Clara confusedly.
“Where is Horace?” Clara repeated word by word.
“He is in his office.”
Then Clara directly opened the door.
Before she got in, she thought she would catch the two kissing each other. But there was even no sign of woman’s presence here.
Clara asked, “Quite busy these days?”
“Why are you here, baby?”
Horace stared at her confusedly as if he had no idea what happened.
“Why am I here? If I’m not here, you may be still on the bed of Jocelyn Landry, right?”
Clara glared at him. Now he dared not admit his affair?
But Clara didn’t choose to shout loudly in case others might hear.
“Jocelyn Landry? I just helped her a bit because she was tripped over her feet.
It was a bit funny for Horace to see how angry Clara was at this moment. But he refrained from laughing out loudly.
So, he chose to comfort his wife.
“Tripped over her feet ? She was just trying to get near you! Can’t you really see it?”
Clara was still possessed by her anger.
She didn’t care whether Horace was wronged or not.
“Listen to me, Clara,” Horace could only say this as he didn’t know what to do right now.
It was the first time for him to see her as angry as so.
He should have known that he was fooled. But now it was too late to regret.
“Okay, I’ll listen.”
Clara laughed and fixed her cold eyes on her husband. She just wanted his explanation.
“I knew she did that on purpose. But I had to help her. Her father was there.”
Then he looked at Clara honestly and hoped she could calm down.
This time it was indeed quite difficult for Horace to relieve her anger.
Now Clara might even slap him.
“Then what will do next time?”
It was a reasonable explanation. Clara thought she should understand Horace.
Clara planned to ask why the news report say Horace was walking with Jocelyn hand-in-hand.
But her reasoning told her that it was the common trick played by media.
After all, she was also working for a magazine.
Horace knew his wife was willing to forgive him and he said, “I won’t help her again.”
Now what he should do was just to comfort her.
Clara snorted and refused to look at Horace again.
Horace knew her reaction meant she needed him to continue his apology.
“I know it’s my fault. You can beat me if you want.”
Clara was still standing there still. Horace spent almost half an hour to apologize and Clara finally forgave him.
Clara looked at Horace and then held him in her arms.
“We’ve been parting with each other for five years and I’ve left you for two years. I just want you to stay with me.”
When she knew the news this morning, she felt angry despite the truth.
And she was also afraid that she was unable to make her husband stay.
If it was real, Clara didn’t know what she will do to herself.
In a nutshell, she was afraid that her husband will leave her again. So, she appeared quite like a little girl at this moment.
That was because she loved Horace so much.
“I won’t leave you.” Horace stroked her back to comfort her.
But he didn’t know whether he should do it or not.
Maybe he should forget his worries for now.
Clara held Horace in arms for a long while and was about to go. After all, she had to get back to her work.
Horace kissed her forehand and then stood up.
When she got out of Horace’s office, she saw all the others outside were staring at her curiously.
But it was already too late to regret being so hurry.
Over this, she walked forward with her head up. she didn’t believe those people dared to say anything.
Then she drove back to her company.
The next day there was an even more shocking news.
Clara shivered all over as she saw the news. She wanted to find Horace but she was also afraid that the same might happen.
“Horace.” Clara murmured his name with rage.
And Horace, in his office, sneezed.
Clara did want to find Horace. But maybe she should wait for him to explain to her first.
Clara stayed at the company for the whole day in anger. When she was off duty, she saw a message sent by Horace.
“Are you off duty? I will go pick you up.”
“Okay.”
Clara wanted to know how Horace will explain.
“Clara.” Horace stopped her as he saw her coming out of the building.
Clara got into his car and looked at him.
The cold wind dried up the tears on her cheek.
But after a long while, she still didn’t get the explanation she wanted.
“Tell me, why did you go to the hotel with Jocelyn?” Clara asked with arms before her chest and waited for his explanation.
“I have nothing to explain. I did it. I admit.”