Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 236 Laura Faints

In the elevator, after hanging up the phone, Horace turned his head to Laura and said, "Don't worry. We

can be out soon." Then Horace stopped talking and stood quietly waiting for help.

Hearing this, Laura got gradually relieved. Looking at Horace, Laura thought to herself, "This is my

chance to win Horace's heart back." Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Since the last time Laura met Horace at the cemetery, Laura had tried to have dinner with Horace. But

Horace refused with various excuses.

If Laura hadn't demanded in the contract that Horace should discuss the designs and plans in person

with her, she could never have seen him.

In Laura's mind, Horace, who thought she had been dead for many years, should have been very

happy when he saw her. Nonetheless, he gave her the cold shoulder.

Laura didn't think that Horace had forgotten about her. Otherwise, Horace would not have been so

protective of Laura at the cemetery. Besides, he even bought the pen that was once given to her at an

astronomical price.

No matter what, Laura wanted Horace all to herself! As for Clara, Laura would make Clara willingly

leave Horace as soon as possible.

"Horace, how are you going these years?" Horace remained silent, so Laura had to break the silence

herself.

"It's good." After saying so, Horace kept silent.

"Horace, are you angry with my not contacting you these years?"

"It's said that you suffer from memory loss." Horace frowned and gave Laura a puzzled look.

"Oh, yes." Laura was a little anxious. "Otherwise, I would've come to you long ago."

Horace nodded and didn't say anything.

Horace kept ignoring Laura, which made Laura's eyes full of resentment.

It seemed that Horace didn't like Laura anymore, but Laura refused to admit it. Nonetheless, Horace

was so indifferent that she was momentarily lost for words.

Both Horace and Laura fell silent, and Laura found it super awkward.

After a long time, Horace couldn't help but ask, "How's your life abroad all these years?"

Horace didn't like Laura at all. In his mind, now that he married Clara, he should keep his distance from

Laura. Nevertheless, contemplating what had happened back then, Horace thought Laura was just a

victim. Thinking of this, Horace stopped being so indifferent to her.

Hearing Horace's question, Laura finally gave a smile. Laura was happy that Horace did not forget her.

From where she stood, having not seen her for ten years, Horace must have no idea how to talk with

her, so he seemed a little cold. Back then, Horace was cold to anybody but Laura.

"Not bad. The family that I live with were pretty nice to me and almost treated me as one of their family

members, so I've had a relatively good life over the years, but..." Laura hesitated and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Laura's hesitant look, Horace asked.

"It's not a big deal. I was severely injured in the fire, so it leaves a lot of sequelae with me." With a

smile, Laura continued, "Thus, I didn't feel well and had to be hospitalized from time to time."

When Laura joked about her own health, Horace felt quite sorry for her.

In Horace's memory, Laura used to hate hospitalization. When sick, she had even refused to take the

medicine unless Horace went to great lengths to coax her. But now, according to Laura, she was used

to hospitalization.

Although Laura insisted that everything was fine, she must have suffered a lot with an new family

abroad.

Then Horace started a conversation with Laura in the elevator. In fact, it was Laura who kept speaking

while Horace just listened quietly. Laura talked about what had happened to her these years abroad

and asked what was going on with Horace at times.

Although Horace remained expressionless, he was not so cold as before and he would even reply to

Laura.

A few moments later, Laura's face turned pale. She covered her chest with one hand, gasping for air.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Laura's look, Horace hurriedly supported her.

With eyes closed, Laura breathed sharply, unable to say anything.

Horace helped Laura slowly sit against the elevator wall and gently stroke her back so that she could

breathe easily. After a while, Laura recovered a bit and looked much better.

"How are you going now?" Horace asked with concern.

When Laura opened her eyes, she saw Horace's worried look. She gave a weak smile. "I'm fine. I

inhaled too much smoke in the fire, so I have heart and respiratory problems. It doesn't matter."

"Just stop talking and get some rest. We'll be out soon." After that, Horace stood up and called the

maintenance staff with the phone in the elevator.

"How long is it on earth going to take?" As soon as it was connected, the maintenance staff heard

Horace's exasperated voice.

"Mr. Kirkland, please wait for a moment. We are doing our best." Not knowing why Mr. Kirkland, who

had been calm just now, became so impatient, the maintenance staff continued, "It will be done in half

an hour at most."

"Hurry up. I have a patient here. She is in danger now." Horace glanced back at Laura and found that

she still wore an uncomfortable look. "As soon as you can!"

"Yes, sir." The maintenance staff responded in a flurry, speeding up the repairs.

After hanging up the phone, Horace squatted beside Laura and continued to pat her back, hoping to

relieve her pain...

"It's okay!" All the maintenance staff heaved a long sigh of relief. They wiped the sweat from their

foreheads and hurriedly opened the elevator door.

Seeing that the door was finally opened, Clara rushed to it at once, praying that Horace was fine.

Before Clara could see clearly what happened in the elevator, a man rushed past her. The next second,

Clara saw nothing but a handbag in the elevator.

"Call an ambulance!" Hearing Horace's voice, Clara turned her head, only to see that Horace, carrying

Laura, who was in a coma, strode towards the corner of the stairs.