Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 89 You Cripple!

When Clara returned to the ward, she only felt that her eyes were getting more and more

uncomfortable, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

After falling asleep, she didn't even know that a man came to her ward.

Looking at the pale woman on the bed, with countless wounds on her body, Horace's face turned

gloomy and there was anger burning in his black eyes.

"Sir." Isaac on the side said in a low voice, "She is fine now."

"Have you found out who did that?" Horace asked coldly.

"The report will be here soon."

"Okay." Horace then retracted his gaze, "Then before that, let's go and see another patient."

Isaac was stunned for a moment before he realized who he was talking about.

Horace went out in a wheelchair and came to Darren's ward.

Darren finally drove away Ashlee. He was sitting on the hospital bed holding his phone. He was

struggling to send a text message to Clara to ask her about her health. Suddenly, he heard a knock.

"Come in." He was wondering who would come to see him, but when the door opened and he saw a

man in a wheelchair outside, he froze.

"Horace?" he said, with a bit of surprise in his tone, "Why are you back?"

Isn't he handling the family business with his father in Maniana? How could he come back so soon?

Was it because he had heard of Clara's accident that he had deliberately rushed back?

Darren immediately understood and felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.

Even his biological father, after learning that he was injured, just called to show concern, but Horace

just left everything over there and came back?

"Well, I heard that you were injured because of Clara, so I came back." Horace's expression was

indifferent.

Darren frowned slightly, "Thank you for your concern, but Clara... Auntie, how is she doing now?"

Hearing the unconcealed concern in his tone, Horace's black eyes suddenly turned cold, and he didn't

even answer the question and it was embarrassing.

"It seems that you really care about my wife." After a long time, Horace spoke in a very calm tone, but

for some reason, there was a sense of oppression.

Horace's words always implied that he possessed Clara, for no reason, Darren felt so jealous.

After all, the atmosphere between Sean and Horace has always been tense and he actually didn't have

much respect for this uncle, so he stopped to pretend at this time, he just sneered, "Yeah, after all,

she's my first love and I concerned about her."

He said these words to irritate Horace, but Horace still just smiled coldly and said slowly, "Then thank

you for your concern."

Darren was choked and speechless. Seeing the inherent conceit in his brows, he finally got annoyed,

sat up straight from the hospital bed, and shouted, "Just say it directly, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Darren was angry, Horace just gave a half smile, "To thank you for saving my wife's life."

What Horace said was true.

Although he was not happy with the fact that Darren rescued her from the fire, if it wasn't for Darren, he

might not have been able to see her.

However, this thank you in Darren's ears was indescribably harsh! This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

He laughed angrily, looking at Horace in the wheelchair, his eyes suddenly filled with sarcasm, "Yeah, I

rescued her from the fire, unlike someone, even if he was there, he could do nothing. Could you save

her life?"

As soon as his words came out, Horace's face suddenly turned cold and Isaac on the side was angry,

and stepped forward, "Darren, what do you mean!"

"My meaning is very clear." Darren put away his smile and glanced coldly at his legs, "You are

disabled, how can you give her happiness? If you two encounter the same danger in the future, can

you save her? You can't! Because you're a loser! You don't…"

Before he finished his words, Horace raised his hand and grabbed his knee under the quilt accurately.

Darren was startled and said defensively, "What are you doing?"

In the meantime, he tried to shake off Horace's hand.

But his seemingly random grab contained great power, no matter how hard Darren tried, he couldn't

break free.

"I'm your elder and I think I should teach you some lessons." Horace's expression was still unchanged.

"You cripple!" Darren was extremely arrogant for starters; how could he endure such threats and

insults. Then he struggled harder, yelling, "Let me go!"

Horace's brows furrowed, and he suddenly exerted force!

Suddenly, Darren felt a sharp pain in his knee, his face turned pale, and he fell limp on the bed.

"Don't say that ever again." Horace said, his tone calmer but this time with a slightly more dangerous

tone than before, "I can guarantee that you'll spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair, just like me."

Darren instinctively wanted to refute, but when the sharp pang came through his knees, he was really

scared, and he swallowed his words back.

He knew that although Horace was in a wheelchair, he had been learning various martial arts since he

was a child, and he could really cripple him.

Seeing that Darren finally stopped speaking, Horace sneered, let go of his knees, and turned the

wheelchair away.

"Horace!" Before he left the ward, he suddenly heard Darren shout again.

But he still kept going towards the door.

"Did you know that she was in the fire and could have been rescued by me unscathed! But she went

back desperately to get one thing, which caused the two of us to be caught in the fire!"

As soon as Darren said these words, Horace finally stopped.

"What?" He didn't look back, just asked in a cold voice.

While Darren didn't answer.

He recognized the necklace that Clara tried so hard to save.

Sean once said in a mocking tone when he was drunk that Horace was a useless man and Laura had

been dead for ten years but Horace was still treasuring that worthless crystal necklace.

Therefore, the necklace that Clara tried so hard to get back should be for him.

The jealousy in his heart almost burst into flames. Darren didn't want to answer his question at all. He

just sneered, "If you want to know, go ask her yourself."