Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 189 Ashlee's Provocation

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She held her head high, "What? Am I a demon? See how scared you are. You don't invite me in?"

Clara could not guess her intention. How dare she come? Nothing good would happen for her to come

uninvited.

"What are you doing here?"

"Why can't I be here? I came to visit my sister."

Ashlee naturally walked in on her own and sat down on the sofa. Seeing that there were still cups and

saucers on the table, she thought someone had come here.

Ashlee acted as if she was the mistress. "Isn't there even a cup of tea for a guest? Do you know any

manners? You rude girl."

Clara had to close the door and walk over to Ashlee. "Well, what do you want to do?"

Ashlee suddenly snickered, "Who is looking for you? I'm here to see Mr. Kirkland. You'd better mind

your own business. Pour the tea! "

As expected, Ashlee dared to come here because of Horace. Otherwise, how else would she have the

guts to do so?

Clara was impatient. "You'd better hurry up and leave. Horace isn't here."

"Not here?" Ashlee found the room was quiet, but she still had no intention of leaving, "Fine, I'll just wait

for him."

After saying that, she sat down on the sofa and touched the leather, saying sarcastically, "It is not bad.

Handmade in Italy? You've really become a phoenix now."

Clara wanted to drive her away, but she gave up when she thought of Ashlee as Horace's lifesaver, in

case she would see it as a handle.

Ashlee looked around at the house.

Although this residence was not as big as her villa, it was luxuriously decorated. As for the crystal

chandelier in the living room, she could tell from the glossiness at a glance that each bead was high-

grade crystal.

Her jealousy could not even be concealed.

How could Clara, the illegitimate daughter, have the right to live in such a lovely place?

Clara brewed a new pot of hot tea and poured a cup for Ashlee.

Ashlee squinted at her, raised her head and said, "Seeing how you pour the tea, you look like a nanny's

kid, very professional. Haha."

"Please."

Clara was too lazy to argue with her. Out of the host's courtesy, she served her some more snacks, all

dried fruits that were good for pregnant women, which Horace bought.

She actually pitied Ashlee, whose mother was forced to suffer abroad, and she could not get Darren's

heart. So, Ashlee had to torment her because she had nothing left.

Staring at Clara's belly, Ashlee sneered, "I heard you are pregnant? Is it really Horace's? Or any men

else?"

"Can't you behave yourself?" Clara could not bear it any longer, "You can't say anything about my child.

Concern about your own child."

"Hmph! Who are you to lecture me!" Ashlee snickered, "Yes, you're pregnant, really. Hope you have

this blessing to keep it."

Clara's face immediately turned pale.

Ashlee had gone too far.

She still didn't know to restrain herself despite her repeated concessions. How dare she curses the

child in her belly to her face!

Clara was furious, "Don't be so cocky! You cursed my child. You can't even let go of a little birth?"

"Don't shout at me!" Ashlee naturally did not give in. "It's my tongue. I can say whatever I want! In the

first place, Helena should never have given birth to such a sinful you, who's good at nothing but

stealing my father and my man! I hate you so much!"

As a pregnant woman, Ashlee was too unethical. Clara was mad but ignored her for getting angry was

unsuitable for pregnant women.

Clara remembered the first time she saw Ashlee in her childhood. She thought she was born beautiful

and cute, wearing expensive clothes, as if she were a little princess.

At first, Clara was fond of her and thought that she finally had a little sister.

However, unexpectedly, it was her own sister who hated and hurt her the most. She was such an

unforgivable sister.

Seeing that Clara did not refute, Ashlee was bored, but her eyes flickered when she saw Clara's belly,

laughing sarcastically. "Don't think you're so great just because you're pregnant, be careful. The higher

you climb, the harder you fall! I'm telling you, I'm still the winner in the end! I'm Horace's savior, a guest

of your family. If you mistreat me, I'll tell Horace, who loves me with all his heart."

Clara thought of the image of Horace treating Ashlee with all kinds of obedience. She was upset about

it.

Ashlee continued, "Don't be too proud just because you are pregnant now. The more you hope, the

greater the disappointment."

Clara felt Ashlee had her tongue in her cheek, making her uneasy. She couldn't help but frown, "You

are also pregnant. Aren't you afraid of retribution for being harsh? Why should our children have to

bear our grudge?"

"Grudge?" Ashlee's voice sharpened directly, "Clara, listen carefully. We are doomed to have a grudge

and emotional debt that we can't escape. My mother can't do anything to you currently. However, I will

take it back from you. And your mother, Helena, she made my mother shed so many tears! So, I hate

you so much that I wish you are all dead, including your children!"

"Ashlee!" Clara intended to kick her out immediately. "If you're here to amuse me, please leave now.

This is my home!"

"I won't leave! I won't!" Ashlee snapped, looking scornful and spiteful, "I'm telling you, I want to see

Horace, not you! Horace will invite me back if I go now, and then he'll ask why you drive me away!

Because I'm his lifesaver, you hear me? I'm his lifesaver!"