Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 176 How to Please Your Woman?

"Family?" Sean snorted coldly, "Among the Kirklands, everyone has their own ideas. Clara, as long as

you work with me, I have a way to let you live a better life with your mother."

"I don't need it. I won't sell my husband and love for money. You'd better give up on this idea."

Sean's face turned cold.

He didn't expect Clara to be so difficult to deal with.

He said, "Clara, don't be so stubborn. Horace is a cripple. He definitely can't beat me. At that time, you

and your mother will be very miserable. Why did you have to do that?"

Clara couldn't bear to hear Sean say that Horace was a cripple. Horace was just pretending. He didn't

know how healthy and strong Horace was, and he was still showing off here.

Clara said in a stern voice, "You're arrogant."

"So, you refuse to ally with me? Are you really gonna give up such a generous reward?" Sean felt that

Clara was too picky about the price and her appetite was too big.

Clara's last bit of patience was exhausted.

"Sean, I've finished what I needed to say." She stood up and said expressionlessly, "I'm going back to

rest. Goodbye."

Then, she left the room without looking back.

Looking at Clara's back, Sean's expression turned gloomy. In the end, he sneered, "I didn't expect this

little girl to be so difficult to deal with. She's so strong-willed and very different from Laura back then..."

...

Horace was alone in the room, waiting for Clara, with his thoughts running wild.

Thinking of today's unhappy expression, he knew that she was angry.

Indeed, it was natural for her to be angry when he had not returned all night, right?

Unfortunately, he was not good with words and did not know how to make an upset girl happy again.

After thinking for a while, he dialed Alastair's number.

Alastair was having fun as he hugged girls and made out. He picked up the phone and said to Horace,

"It's so late. Why are you looking for me instead of sleeping with Clara?"

"I have something to ask you."

After hearing Horace's words, Alastair choked and spat out a mouthful of wine, coughing several times.

Horace put his phone away from his ear in disgust, as if Alastair's wine had been splashed on his face.

Alastair laughed so hard that he almost couldn't catch his breath. He said, "Hey, Master Horace, don't

scare me. When have you ever taken the initiative to ask me? Are you out of your mind? It's so funny."

If not for the fact that Alastair wasn't in front of him, Horace really wanted to beat him up.

"Alastair, that's enough."

"Alright, alright. I've had enough of laughing. Tell me, what is it?" Alastair calmed down and asked.

"Alastair, I found the little girl who saved my life back then. She is actually Clara's younger sister."

"Ashlee? Is it the one who schemed against Clara? Now she has become a popular person on the

Internet."

"Yes, I didn't expect it at first."

Alastair felt that Horace's tone was not quite normal. He asked, "Why are you still unhappy after finding

the little girl from back then? Did she threaten you or insist on marrying you?"

Horace told Alastair about what had happened in the past few days, as well as Clara getting angry.

Only then did Alastair understand why Horace wanted to chat with him, and why he sounded unhappy.

It was all because of Clara.

"So that's how it is. Ashlee has done so many bad things, but you won't let Clara vent her anger, and

you even accompanied Ashlee for a day. You are really grateful to her. If I were Clara, I would slap you

on the face and whip Ashlee a few more times. It's still letting her off too easily." Alastair expressed his

understanding of Clara.

"You want your silk scarf factory to close again?" Horace's eyes turned cold.

"Alright, alright. Don't scare me. I was wrong. I was wrong. You did the right thing. I don't dare to say

that about you. I'm just speaking up for Clara." Alastair sighed.

"I don't like Ashlee either. It's just that she saved me. I promised to repay her." Horace sighed.

"This is really a bit difficult, Horace." Alastair thought for a moment and said, "I think you should have a

good talk with Clara. Don't deepen the misunderstanding between you. You just have to please her. I

have plenty of ways to do this."

"How?" Horace frowned.

It seemed to be the first time he had done something like this. He had never pleased a girl at all.

"How?" Alastair imitated Horace's tone and smiled. "Romance, Master Horace, Romance! There is no

woman who doesn't like a romantic man. Women are emotional animals. You can send her flowers,

perfume, jewelry, and so on. Do you still need me to teach you?"

"But Clara doesn't like these things," Horace said lightly.

Alastair thought for a moment and felt that Horace's words made sense. Clara was different from the

women around Alastair. Those tacky things really could not easily move her.

"Then you can think about it yourself." Alastair yawned, "All in all, no woman would hate romance. It's

just that the romance Clara wants is not so tasteless. I've never met such a girl. I can't help you. If you

really don't know what to do, you can search online."

The veins on Horace's forehead were bulging, and he was a little unhappy.

On the other side of the line, Alastair keenly noticed Horace's displeasure and immediately said,

"Well... I still have something to do. You can search for it online. I'll hang up first!"

As he spoke, he actually hung up the phone.

Horace hesitated again and again, but still went to the Internet to find help.

He filled in the search bar, "How to give my girlfriend a romantic surprise?"

There were all kinds of ideas on the Internet.

It was said online that effective romance did not only represent a wonderful idea, but also did not

represent a rare scene, nor did it represent a luxurious prop. The romance was important in sincerity.

When feelings were strong, and when you were together, it was romantic no matter what. Even a kiss NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

would be extremely romantic.

Method 1: Combining the past and reality. Go to the place where you once went to take a photo and

write down how you feel.

Method 2: Make a delicious breakfast before she wakes up. Kiss her hair when she opens her eyes in

a daze and tells her that you love her.

Method 4: Take a video for yourself. One camera or more cameras every day at different times and

locations. Say that you love her or something else that satisfies her!

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Many of the answers were very corny, and Horace couldn't bear to continue watching them. He felt

goosebumps all over his arms.

After watching for a long time, he finally saw a good way that he could accept.

Well, this seemed barely acceptable?