Dear Wife of Mr. Noah

Section 31

In the afternoon, Clara just remembered that tomorrow she had to come to the boutique while she was now starting to work regularly. At the bus stop, Clara sat waiting for a taxi to pass by thinking of a way that tomorrow could come in her second place.

"I forgot I was working, so I agreed when my mom told me to come to the boutique" Clara said. "Then I'm so bad I suddenly cancel it."

Clara fizzed as she snapped her legs alternately at the paving blocks attached along the way. Clara kept thinking even though she didn't find a way.

Cell phone's off, car's in the garage. Looks like today was a bad luck for Clara. Clara forgot to charge since last night. When it comes to cars, Clara doesn't know why she broke down.

Clara stood up and paced while biting her finger. He was also restless because the taxi did not pass when the day was getting late. He was afraid that there would be no time to talk to his mother about it this morning.

While still pacing back and forth, a sedan car stopped in front of him. Clara knows who it is. The owner of the car opened the door and went down to Clara.

"You're still here?" ask Jack.

"I-yes" said Clara. "My car's in the workshop."

"Let me just walk. Come on!"

"No need," Clara refused. "I'm just waiting for a cab here."

"It's okay, let me take you. It's getting dark, it'll be dangerous if you're alone here." Jack kept on seducing.

Clara looked around, the streets were getting dark. The street lights have even started to turn on. Not to mention the cloudy nuances that report it may soon be raining.

"alright. Sorry to bother you," said Clara.

Clara came in as soon as the door was opened by Jack. As soon as the door closed, Jack stepped around the car with a grin. No need to wait long, Jack came in.

Along the way, not too much conversation. Clara who was tired all day chose to be quiet and leaned her head while looking at the lampposts that seemed to run around out there.

"If Noah marries you out of love, there's no way he'll let you work" Jack said.

Desire to have so deep, Jack continued to pry some information that could indicate that Noah and Clara were only married because of forced.

"Why do you want to, Clara?" jack's inner self again while occasionally glancing at Clara. "I'll find out how you got married to Noah."

"Where do you live?" ask Jack. "I don't know yet."

"Oh, sorry. I forgot to tell you," said Clara who immediately sat down. "Front third, turn left. That's where I live" Clara explained later.

"okay." Jack drove the car faster.

"Oh yeah, can I ask you something?" Jack opened the conversation.

"Can. What's?"

"Why do you want to marry Noah?"

Clara's forehead wrinkled. "What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interfere. I'm just asking as a friend" Jack explained so that Clara doesn't misunderstand or get angry. "I've only heard a little bit of gossip out there."

Justright. Although initially try to cover up, but quickly everyone will know. Seeing how prestigious Noah's family was, it would be impossible if people did not find out.

"That's just a rumor, right" Clara said with a smile.

"I hope so too. It's just I don't want you to do anything."

Clara grimaced while scratching her head. "You don't have to think about that. Everything's fine."

Coinciding with Clara's answer, the car had already entered the housing complex.

"Where's your house?" ask Jack.

"House with blue paint and black gate in order to the tujub of the entrance complex."

They were in front of the gate. Clara quickly removed her seatbelt and went down. Clara walks to the other side until she meets Jack, who appears from behind a window.

"I thought you were taking me" said Clara.

"It's okay!"

Jack closed the window and backed away to turn his car back on the way home. While Clara, she entered after the guards opened the gate.

Clara enters the house, Noah also enters leaving the balcony. Noah stood at the end of the second-floor staircase with both hands folded. His face looked scary and his gaze was so sharp.

Clara casually climbed the stairs while kicking without knowing that at the end of the stairs there was already the husband. It was only when in the middle of the stairs, Clara realized Noah's whereabouts.

Holy hooch! What the hell is he doing there? Why is his face so horrible.

Clara's mouth that was originally kicked, was now tightly clenched. The two feet that were running were quite agile, now slowing down and shaking.

Although her steps were so slow, the next seconds Clara arrived before Noah. There was fear, but Clara tried to be ordinary.

"What are you doing here?" ask Clara. His face he made as sweet as possible maybe the spooky look of Noah will fade.

Hmh! Why did his face turn so cute. Fucking shit!

Noah cursed in his heart. Curiosity as well as jealousy that drives him want to be angry. Noah believes that the one who drove Clara was a man.

"Why just got home?" asked Noah with a barking tone.

Despite her fear, Clara tried to be as calm as possible.

"Sorry, my car's in the garage, and my phone's off. I'm almost an hour waiting for a cab at the stop."

Noah sneered in disbelief at Clara's explanation.

"No taxi, or do you intend to go home with that guy?"

"Huh?" Clara frowned. "Whose person?"

Noah clucking. "Where else if it wasn't the man who drove you earlier."

"W-what?" Clara leaped without a sound.

So, Noah knows that I'm getting someone home?

"Who brought you?" ask Noah again while polishing.

"I-it? That's boss. That's …"

"Man or woman?"

Clara biting her lips started to get scared.

"Pri-man."

"Geez!" Noah sighed then scooped his own face. "Why do you want. You're already married. Not good one car with another man."

"He just drove me. We didn't talk that much either."

"Reason!" noah spray. Jealousy peaked, but Noah was reluctant to admit it. As a result, he ventured furiously.

Why is he so sewed! I was just being driven home. What's wrong?

Wrong, because Clara didn't know Noah was jealous.

"You don't believe me?" clara asked with a sad face.

****! What else is that? He always showed me the face of a cat.

Noah becomes frustrated himself if he keeps staring at Clara.

"How can I believe you can ride with another guy?" Noah's still bubbling.

"I refused earlier, but because I was afraid to be late home I finally want my boss to take me home."

Noah remained silent. He began to pique about the dark atmosphere out there. If Clara continues to wait for a taxi at the stop, it could be that until now Clara has not been home.

"Well, this time I'm sorry. Tomorrow, you call me or ask Mr. Rey to pick you up."

Clara nodded.

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