Flash Marriage With Mr. Sheffield: Go Away, Cheap Man!-Chapter 111: Make Your Son Divorce That Song Woman!
"Is it suitable?" Silas Sheffield’s voice was cold and detached, "I don’t think so."
The person speaking gave an awkward laugh.
He finally realized that Silas Sheffield seemed a bit unhappy.
Just then, Thea Tate walked over.
"Silas."
Thea saw Silas Sheffield and Julian Hawthorne confronting each other and a smile flickered in her eyes.
Thea glanced at the private room behind Julian Hawthorne, her smile deepening, "Is President Hawthorne going to confess to Assistant Sterling?"
Silas Sheffield lifted his eyelids to glance at her, his gaze chilling, and Thea shut her mouth.
With so many people watching, Clara Sterling felt embarrassed, lowered her head, said "Sorry, I have something to do," and turned to leave hurriedly.
Julian Hawthorne’s gaze followed her back, "Excuse me, President Sheffield."
After saying that, Julian Hawthorne raised his foot and chased after her.
Watching this scene, Thea Tate’s lips curled into a smile.
Clara Sterling exited the restaurant, flagged down a taxi, and opened the door to get in.
"Driver, to Prospect Hill Villa District."
The driver, hearing this, was a bit curious and couldn’t help but glance back.
Living in such a high-end villa district and taking a taxi?
"Miss, I can’t enter the villa district, can only stop outside."
"Yes, I know, just stop outside."
Julian Hawthorne chased outside.
Clara Sterling lowered the car window and said, "Sorry, President Hawthorne, I think there’s a misunderstanding I must clarify with you. I’m actually not single."
Julian Hawthorne’s face was stunned, "I thought..."
Clara Sterling nodded, "I know you misunderstood, when Lisa joked earlier, I didn’t mind and didn’t explain, it’s my fault, those unspoken words, there’s no need to say them anymore, goodbye President Hawthorne."
"Isn’t your marriage a rumor?"
"The rumor says I’m kept by someone, also says my husband is poor and ugly, but the marriage is real."
Julian Hawthorne was frozen in place, hadn’t had time to speak before Clara Sterling said to the driver, "Drive please, driver."
After Clara Sterling left, Silas Sheffield also descended the stairs with a cold face.
Thea Tate didn’t leave immediately.
The private room was still open, she took out her phone, snapped a few photos of the inside of the room, and sent them to the Sheffield Family’s grandmother,
[Grandma, turns out Clara Sterling and Julian Hawthorne came for a date today, this is the private room they booked.]
[Silas is entertaining at this restaurant, just happened to walk in on them, now they’ve left.]
Susan Saxon: [She actually dared to make Silas a cuckold! That Clara Sterling looks honest and decent but turned out to do such a thing, really too indiscreet!]
Susan Saxon: [I don’t acknowledge such a disgraceful granddaughter-in-law! I’ll call Silas immediately and tell him to divorce!]
...
Back home, Clara Sterling was shaking.
What happened tonight was too unbelievable.
She never expected Julian Hawthorne would suddenly confess to her.
This isn’t right.
When did he start liking her, how come she never noticed?
Clara Sterling sat on the sofa, frowning as she recalled every interaction, every conversation with Julian Hawthorne.
Gradually, she found traces in her memories.
When she first met Julian Hawthorne, there was a flash of amazement in his eyes.
Trapped in an elevator, Julian Hawthorne had a panic attack, and she fought her fear to tell him about her childhood.
When a person is at their most vulnerable and helpless, instinctively they rely more on those who offer warmth and kindness.
Perhaps Julian Hawthorne’s affection for her began to grow from then.
And that time she came across Julian Hawthorne with a stomachache and out of good intention gave him stomach medicine.
She fears that her unintentional action deepened his affection for her.
Thinking of this, Clara Sterling annoyedly patted her forehead.
Really, she should have taken the opportunity to say she wasn’t single when Lisa Holloway jokingly said she would introduce her to a boyfriend.
At the time she was afraid Lisa Holloway would persistently inquire and she wouldn’t handle well.
Who knew Julian Hawthorne...
Considering this, last time on a business trip to Ardendale, Julian Hawthorne’s actions that made Silas Sheffield jealous make sense now.
Clara Sterling frowned, unsure how to explain to Silas Sheffield when he returns.
He seemed quite angry just now...
While pondering this, Silas Sheffield returned.
The man walked over expressionlessly, "Weren’t you going to work overtime?" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
His voice was chilly.
His gaze still icy.
Clara Sterling stood up and actively embraced him.
"President Hawthorne asked me to accompany him to a dinner party in the evening, I didn’t know it was this type of party, subconsciously thought it was a social event, I’m sorry I should have clarified earlier."
Clara Sterling’s tone was soft, with a hint of flattery and apology.
The man’s hostility dissipated significantly, yet he remained angry.
But his anger wasn’t directed at Clara Sterling, rather at Julian Hawthorne.
Daring to covet his woman...
"I’ve already clarified things with him, don’t be angry, okay?" Clara Sterling wrapped her hands around Silas Sheffield’s waist, lifting her face in his arms to look at him, her glowing eyes rippling like spring water.
Silas Sheffield’s heart stirred slightly, he lowered his head and captured her lips.
Clara endured the man’s onslaught.
Silas Sheffield kissed for a while, then lifted her body, leaving her suspended in the air.
Clara Sterling’s body hung in the air, her hands wrapped around the man’s neck, legs naturally encircling his waist.
Things spiraled out of control.
Calls to Silas Sheffield came one after another.
Clara Sterling propped her hands on the man’s chest, panting, "Your phone is ringing."
"Ignore it."
...
Susan Saxon called Silas Sheffield several times, none of which were answered.
Susan Saxon, furious, then called her son Zeke Sheffield.
Zeke Sheffield was abroad with the time difference, it was already three in the morning for him.
Zeke Sheffield was sleeping soundly with his wife Joanne Quincy, awakened by the ringing phone.
This phone is a personal one, separate from his work phone, those who can call it are the closest people to him.
Zeke Sheffield, living abroad for years, always keeps this phone from being silent or on vibration, just in case he misses a call from family.
Zeke Sheffield answered the phone, voice heavy with drowsiness, "Hello, Mom."
Susan Saxon angrily said, "You need to come back immediately, make your son divorce that Sterling girl!"
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Zeke Sheffield sat up, "Silas and Clara have a great relationship, why should they divorce?"
"Great relationship? Don’t you know that Clara Sterling made your son a cuckold!"
Zeke Sheffield: "Is there a misunderstanding? Clara, that girl I’ve met, is very good, she wouldn’t do such a thing."
"Thea saw it firsthand, what misunderstanding could there be? Clara Sterling booked a private room for a date with her department director, and was caught red-handed by Silas, you need to do something! Silas is blinded by love, as his father, you must take charge!"
