Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 118 Darren Despairs

Finally, Darren was persuaded and no longer insisted on breaking up with Ashlee. Thus, Ashlee happily

walked out of Darren's office and even greeted the others in the main office. Ashlee was known as a

wealthy heiress with an air of arrogance, so no one dared to offend her.

Ashlee found that Clara was not in the office. She had intended to give Clara a hard time.

When Ashlee thought it was a pity, she met Clara with a pile of documents at the elevator.

Clara saw Ashlee as well.

It seemed that she failed to avoid Ashlee.

Ashlee had such a deep hatred for Clara that she even wanted to kill Clara. If it weren't for Clara,

Darren wouldn't have been suspicious of Ashlee. If Ashlee hadn't denied it and made an excuse,

Darren could have gotten rid of her!

Clara had wanted to take the elevator upstairs, but she changed her mind and decided to go back to

her office, only to be stopped by Ashlee.

Ashlee said, "Please wait, Clara. I want to talk with you. After all, you must be curious why I'm here."

"Not at all. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to work."

"Clara, you'd better stay away from Darren. I am warning you for the last time. If you continue hounding

him, I'll show you no mercy!" Ashlee threatened.

Her tone was extremely cold. Clara thought all her family were so strange that they seldom got along

well with each other.

Clara said, "I'm married and I have my own husband. Ashlee, I don't think we have to see each other

anymore."

Ashlee viciously watched Clara walk away. She didn't expect Clara to be so indifferent. On the contrary,

Ashlee felt very anxious. But she thought that Clara must be pretending to be calm. Now that she was

here, she couldn't leave just like this. She should teach Clara a lesson!"

Thinking of this, Ashlee came up with an idea and made a decision.

By the afternoon, when Diane Kirby was off work, she received a call from Ashlee and was asked to

meet at a cafe.

Ashlee handed Diane a white envelope.

Diane opened it and saw that it was a considerable amount of money. Diane realized Ashlee wanted to

have something done. Undoubtedly, it must have something to do with Clara.

Diane smiled and said, "Miss Middleton, you're too generous. What can I do for you?"

Ashlee looked arrogantly at Diane and said, "It's very easy. You just need to keep an eye on Clara and

my fiancé and tell me if anything happened between them. As you know, that bitch covets my fiancé at

all times! I can't let him fall for her."

Diane carefully put the envelope full of money into her purse and looked at Ashlee with a smile.

She patted her chest and said to Ashlee, "Don't worry, I hate Clara the most! She is just a vixen who

can do nothing but hook up with men. She has made a great deal of trouble in GLAM. She looks very

capable, but she can't do anything without men's help. What a bitch!"

Ashlee smiled with satisfaction. She did need someone like Diane, who shared the same hatred

towards Clara with her.

Ashlee said, "Thank you. I hope we can make a good team. But you must keep it secret and don't let

my fiancé know. Nothing is more important than this! Got it?"

Diane nodded and said, "I see. Just don't worry. I'll do it well!"

"That's good," Ashlee said.

Diane didn't leave until she spent a few minutes talking with Ashlee and finished her coffee. Diane

wanted to be closer to Ashlee so that Diane could be promoted with higher pay.

After Diane left, Ashlee sat alone in the cafe.

She touched her flat belly and felt a little upset when thinking of what happened today.

Ashlee was not pregnant, so she lied to Darren.

Ashlee had thought she would definitely get pregnant after drugging and sleeping with Darren.

However, it didn't go as she thought. Ashlee failed again. She failed to get pregnant. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

When in Darren's office, Ashlee had no choice but to lie that she was pregnant, hoping that Darren

could stop investigating the photos for the sake of the baby. Besides, Ashlee wanted to attract all of

Darren's attention.

According to what had happened these days, Ashlee realized that Darren still loved Clara. In order to

prevent them from getting back together, Ashlee decided to murder Clara. And then she could slowly

manage to win Darren's heart.

In a bar, Darren was alone in a corner, drinking whiskey on the rocks.

Ashlee was pregnant! Darren still couldn't accept this.

He was desperate and just wanted to drain his sorrows. Only when he was drunk could he feel relieved

and get relaxed. Darren was mentally exhausted. He loved Clara while she was married to another

man; he hated Ashlee but he couldn't get rid of her.

After all, the baby in Ashlee's belly was innocent. Darren didn't want to be an irresponsible father, so he

couldn't drive Ashlee away.

Nonetheless, he did hate Ashlee! In the beginning, only Darren thought Ashlee looked somewhat like

Clara, so he dated Ashlee as an act of revenge for Clara's cheating on him! Nevertheless, it was a

mistake!

Clara did not cheat on Darren. Instead, she was the victim! Back then, when Clara needed Darren's

support and protection, Darren broke up with her. Two years later, when Darren saw Clara, he turned a

cold shoulder toward her! Darren was very remorseful.

Darren was drunk. In a trance, he saw Clara in front of him. With a smile, she was wearing a blue

dress, running towards him and calling him by his name.

Back then, Clara always wore a ponytail. She liked watching movies, so she always took him to the

cinema after class. She said, "Darren, we'll watch movies here even when we are old!"

Darren laughed. "When we are old, this dilapidated cinema will be removed." And then they burst out

laughing.

Clara's face gradually blurred out. Suddenly Clara turned into Ashlee. Ashlee blinked her sultry eyes,

grabbed Darren's arms, and said to him, "Darren, this is our baby..."

Darren drank a lot. Haunted by the good times with Clara and what Ashlee said today, Darren felt very

painful and upset.

Darren muttered, "Clara, can you forgive me? I miss you so much!"

"Clara, Clara..."