Become the Wife of A CEO

Helena didn’t expect Horace’s reaction to be so drastic. She said, “Yeah, I was shocked too when I heard that. Darren, where are you going?”

Darren wasn’t in the mood to go on listening. He quickly left the ward and went back to the company.

On the other side, in GLAM, Clara and Sarah were eating sandwiches in the pantry. Clara was reading recipes while eating. Sarah was absent-minded, glancing at Clara.

“If you have any questions, just ask,” Clara said without raising her head. She had noticed the way Sarah looked at her.

Sarah’s face turned red. She spoke with some embarrassment, “Well… nothing serious, but there are some rumors in the company…”

“About me and Darren?” Clara raised an eyebrow.

“More than that.” Sarah bit her lip and finally said, “Well, Diane and I saw you get out of a luxury car, and then we noticed that there seemed to be something between you and Mr. Kirkland. Diane had a friend who was from the University of Zhanard, and she said…”

When she heard the words “University of Zhanard,” Clara’s heart raced.

She had left Hainding, the city she was familiar with, and came to Stratmont in the hope of getting rid of her bad reputation.

But that thing had become a stain on her life that she can’t wash off. There were always people who knew about it wherever she went and then spread out like a virus.

Clara took the last bite of the sandwich and smiled indifferently, “What do they say about me? Did they say that I had been a slut when I was a student or did they say that I was with Darren?” Sarah didn’t expect Clara to be so frank. She felt embarrassed, and she hurriedly said, “Clara, of course, I believe that you are not that kind of person!”

Clara looked at the little girl in front of her and felt warm, “Thank you, Sarah.”

After lunch, Clara returned to the office. As expected, she saw many colleagues were still discussing her.

Clara smiled indifferently.

Two years ago, she could not bear such slander and insults. But now, she had grown up, she knew that escaping wouldn’t solve any problems. Since she was innocent, why would she care about others’ judgments?

Thinking of this, Clara sat down, trying to concentrate on preparing for tomorrow’s interview. However, she suddenly heard a bang, and a man rushed in through the door.

Clara looked up in amazement and saw Darren’s face blue. He rushed to her desk, and whispered, “Clara, come to my office!” Clara furrowed her brows, trying to refuse, but Darren had left.

The way people looked at Clara became even weirder. Diane even mocked, “It seemed like Mr. Kirkland has missed you. He is such a nice person. Did he forget that you’ve cheated on him?”

Clara glared at Diane and went to Darren’s office.

Entering the door, she saw Darren walking around in the office.

Clara recalled that he used to do the same in school whenever there was an exam or anything that made him anxious.

“Mr. Kirkland,” Clara asked, observing his face.

Darren paused. He glared at Clara and said, gritting his teeth, “Clara. Oh no, should I call you auntie-in-law?”

Clara’s face turned pale instantly.

“How… how did you…” Clara said with a trembling voice but before she could finish, Darren rushed to her and grabbed her shoulder.

“How did I know? It doesn’t matter.” Seeing that Clara didn’t deny it, Darren realized it was true. He became more furious. “Why did you tell me? Is it fun to hide it from me?”

Darren recalled how he had interviewed Horace with Clara and talked about Clara in front of him. Horace must have seen him as a fool.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Darren grabbed Clara’s arm so hard that the pain made Clara’s face paler. She finally couldn’t stand it anymore and shouted, “Darren! Calm down! I didn’t want to hide this from you, you never asked it!”

Looking at Clara’s painful expression, Darren finally calmed down a little. He let go of Clara and staggered to the couch, his hands buried in his hair, clutching his head in pain and muttering, “Why… Why did you marry him? Why did you betray me two years ago?”

Clara felt heartache seeing Darren like this.

She still remembered that he used to wait for her under the dorm and brought her breakfast every day and how he, in a white shirt, said good morning to her on his bicycle.

They were so sweet. How did it turn into this?

Clara bit her lips, holding back her tears.

She thought she hated Darren. But now seeing him like this, she knew she was wrong.

He was painful too. He was the chosen one, yet he had suffered so much for her.

Darren wanted to comfort Darren. She wanted to tell him that she didn’t betray him. But Darren’s words shattered all that she was going to say.

“Clara!” Darren suddenly raised his head, his black eyes now scarlet, “Do you love money that fucking much? For money, you can even marry that cripple?”

The last trace of blood on Clara’s face faded. She looked at Darren in disbelief and trembled, “What did you say?”

“I said you, would you do everything for money?” Darren stood up and approached Clara, “You betrayed me for money, didn’t you? Did you hook up with my uncle just because of he is rich? Well? Clara, you’re amazing!”

Clara stared at Darren in front of her as if she had never known the man before.

“Speak, Clara!” Seeing that Clara did not answer, Darren pressed closer, “If you had known that I was a Kirkland, would you have married me too?”