Dear Wife of Mr. Noah

Section 36

Noah refuses when Jack takes him to sit down. Noah remained standing even though Jack himself had sat down. No matter whether this was polite or not, Noah remained reluctant to sit next to Jack.

"What's wrong? Seems terrible, until you don't want to sit?" ask Jack.

To be honest, Jack felt strange when Noah arrived. And Jack thought this must have something to do with Clara not coming today.

"I'm asking you not to go near Clara again" Noah said.

Sure enough, this must be about Clara. Relaxed and unwilling to be serious, Jack smiled. He stood up and put both hands in his pants pocket.

"Clara works here, without even approaching we will meet and greet each other" said Jack lightly. "And again, Clara and I are old friends. It's not a problem, is it?"

Noah was holding back the annoyance of seeing Jack's behavior as if he was fishing for him.

"I'm asking you to fire Clara right now, and never see her again" Noah said.

"Calm down, Noah." Jack advanced then patted Noah on the shoulder. Noah got out of the way.

"Are you jealous of me?" Jack sauntered towards the open glass window. Jack leaned there staring at Noah.

"What am I jealous of!" sahut Noah's.

"I know you can't be jealous. I just love Chloe."

"You!" Noah glared and brandished his index finger. He wanted to say, but his mouth was locked.

"All right?" Jack said again. "I thought Clara was just an impingement for you."

"What do you mean!" hardik Noah's.

Jack grinned as if he was mocking. Jack then stood up straight and then took a step back, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"Everyone knows about your marriage, too, Noah. You shouldn't have banned Clara while you don't like Clara yourself, right?"

"Don't you know!" salak Noah's. "About how I feel, you don't need to know. You always wanted to get what I wanted. But not with Clara!" Noah pointed a finger reminding. "Don't you dare approach her."

"Hey!" Jack lowered his legs until his stomp was clear. "I know Clara better than you. You can't be selfish. Hmh! You only used Clara because you thought Clara was Chloe, right?"

Noah remained silent. Noah never thought about it at all. When he met Clara, even Noah was able to distinguish between Clara and Chloe. For Noah, they were very different.

"Why silence?" Jack kept fishing. "That's right? You even let it work."

"I don't need to explain how I was against Clara. But what I need to make clear is that Clara is my wife. You have no right to approach him unless you want to be called a man who destroys people's relationships. Catch that!"

Noah turned back after giving a stern warning. Noah stepped foot so fast. While inside the room, Jack was heard growling so loudly. He ruffled his own hair until it looked messy.

"I'm still out competing with Noah!" exclaim Jack. "And why is it this time about the heart? ****!"

"I'll prove that you're just playing Clara" Jack said.

Jack dropped down on the sofa while breathing out.

Noah is back in his office. He still has an upset face. The greetings of the employees were not even Noah ignored.

"What's wrong?" megan asked who had caught up with Noah.

Megan was also curious what was with the look on Noah's face that looked sad.

"Nothing," replied Noah indifferently.

Megan clucked then grabbed a chair for her to sit on. "What can you hide from me?"

Noah just sighed and cupped his face on the table. "I just got out of Jack's office" Noah said without looking up.

"Seriously?" The shocked Megan shifted forward to stick to the lips of the table. "What are you going there for?"

"I don't like him getting close to Clara" Noah said.

"That's obvious. You know how me and him are, right?"

Megan nodded. "By the way, did you know they were really good friends?"

"of course. That's why I can be sure that Jack is going to get close to Clara."

"Don't you love Clara? What are you worried about?"

Noah mute. Noah himself could not explain how he felt at this moment. Comfortable with Clara's way of caring for Noah, Noah feels like he wants to stay close to her.

"You don't think Clara has Chloe, do you?" ask Megan again.

"What do you mean?" Noah stared hard.

"I just thought you were still waiting for Chloe to come back. And your feelings for Clara right now are just you thinking of Clara as Chloe."

"About!" noah spray. "They are clearly different. I can even tell the difference from the first time I met."

"The point is, do you have any taste for Clara?" ask Megan.

"Come away!" Noah clucked and then bowed his head again between his two palms. "I'm confused."

Megan who was getting tired of talking, finally got up from the chair. Megan took a breath and left Noah without saying anything more.

Noah scooped his face rough and could not stand sitting here anymore. At about three in the afternoon, Noah decided to go home.

The name boss is free. That's what many people say.

Coinciding with Noah who just arrived at the house, a car of color mewar also stopped. The car stopped in front of an open gate.

Noah certainly knows who it is. Not long after, Clara got out of the car. He bowed and waved at his mother-in-law, who was still in the car.

As Clara turned around as soon as her in-laws' car had sped up, Clara was surprised to see Noah was already home.

"You're home yet?" clara asked as she grabbed Noah's briefcase.

"Hm." A short answer came out of Noah's mouth.

Noah walks into the house, leaving Clara.

"Is he still angry?" clara Mumbles.

"Hurry now!" hardik Noab suddenly.

Lately Noah almost every day made the heart of Clara as if to be dislodged. Clara's shock was countless because of Noah.

"My head is dizzy, I'm tired" Noah said, shaking his head to 'crackers'.

"Want me a massage?" tawar Clara's.

They did not realize that they had walked along the stairs until they reached the top floor.

"Give me some warm water" Noah said.

"What?" Clara gaped and made a soft voice.

"You don't want to?" Noah's eyes were already squinting.

No longer saying, Clara turned her body back down to the first floor. Up below, Clara began to grumble indistinctly.

"He is annoying! He was intentionally pranking me, right? Goddamn bum! Why not ask before I get to the top? Aish!"

Clara continued to babble even though both her hands started pouring hot water into the glass

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