Chapter 8 Jealous

The key is that the two of them are still very much chatting; Clara smiles with furrowed brows, especially the little mole under the corner of her mouth when she smiles, which is very charming.

Not knowing what was up with his mood Hadrian walked over and pulled up a chair to face the two of them and sat in the middle.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

Clara obediently put down the knife and fork, "Hadrian."

"Huh," Hadrian snorted coldly, looking straight at Clara, "Clara, because I'm not around you, and you intend to harm my brother?"

Miles, on the side, heard and quickly stopped Hadrian's words, "Hadrian, I took your wife to eat something after seeing that she hadn't eaten all night. Don't think about it."

"Of course, I'm not overthinking it. How many are beautiful and classy women after you, Lord Hall? Of course, you don't like women with low identities who like to play tricks. But some people don't think so. Am I right, Clara? "

As soon as he finished speaking, Clara looked at Hadrian in shock.

"I don't."

Clara would never admit to something she didn't do.

Hadrian once suspected that Clara's eyes were made of water. Her eyes would turn red whenever she encountered a problem, and there would be tears in those eyes.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Seeing this, Miles, who was beside him, coaxed him nicely, "Hadrian, there's no need for a couple to have conflicts. If it's because I caused unnecessary misunderstandings between you, then I'll punish myself by drinking alcohol to apologize to you."

Hadrian stopped Miles from punishing himself by drinking alcohol but instead handed Clara a glass of wine and said in a cold tone, "Drink."

Clara is pregnant, and it is impossible to drink. Besides, she wasn't wrong at all. Why did she have to drink it?

She shook her head vigorously and refused.

Hadrian almost lost his temper when his cell phone rang. After seeing the incoming call on the screen, the man glanced at Clara lightly and found a hidden corner to answer the call.

Clara was still very hungry, and her appetite was much bigger than before. After all, there was still one life in her stomach.

But after this small incident, Clara lost the mood altogether. She apologized to Miles and went downstairs alone.

She originally wanted to go home and cook instant noodles to eat, but Clara found that there was no money in her wallet, and her cell phone had run out of battery. She couldn't take a taxi and had to walk on the highway forcefully.

The wind at night was very cold, and the grievances and dissatisfaction that had just occurred were blown away.

"Master, would you like to call the young madam to come in?" It was Kim, the Dawson family's chauffeur for years. He looked at young master Hadrian and continued to stare at Clara outside the car window.

Kim naturally knew that the Dawsons didn't like young mistress Clara. Her presence in the Dawsons was so low that everyone would ignore her and not even look.

But Clara never cared and always only had the young master in her eyes.

But what about now? The young master followed Clara, but he refused to get out of the car and called out for a ride. He didn't understand the young master's intentions.

After a while, someone approached Clara. Hadrian looked closely, and it turned out to be Miles.

He saw Miles take a scarf out of a medium-sized bag and hand it to Clara, laughing and not knowing what to say to Clara.

Clara quickly grabbed a scarf, put it on her body, and then got into Miles' car.

An unspeakable fire flowed from the soles of the feet onto Hadrian's head. He can barely control the fire in his heart and angrily asks Kim to speed up the car and leave.

Miles kindly and politely escorted Clara back home. Neither of them knew what they were talking about, and soon Miles' car was driving down the highway.

Upon returning home, the woman finds that the lights are on, and Clara guesses that Hadrian has returned.

She didn't think too much, and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, took out a packet of instant noodles, boiled boiling water, and then put the noodles inside.

She needs to eat more nutritional supplements with a child in her stomach, and now she has almost no money. Thinking of continuing to look for work tomorrow, suddenly, a voice came from behind and startled her.

"Why did you come back? I thought you weren't coming back tonight?"

Clara was used to those sarcastic words.

Clara ignored him, put the cooked instant noodles in a bowl, and prepared to sit at the dining table to eat alone.

But Hadrian was furious. Clara's actions seemed to have touched the limit of patience. With a big wave, a bowl of instant noodles smashed on the floor, making a loud noise.

Immediately after, Hadrian grabbed Clara's hand and limped toward the sofa area. Clara struggled to break free from the rough grip of the hand, but Hadrian's strength was immense, and Clara was by no means a good opponent.

"What do you want to do? Hadrian." Angry Clara.

"Huh? What do I want to do? Why don't you ask yourself? You don't follow the etiquette of a wife and seduce men so easily."

"I didn't do that. Don't talk nonsense. Why are you suppressing what you did to me?"

"What did you say ..." Hadrian was so angry that he pushed Clara onto the sofa. His tall body leaned against Clara's, "Let me tell you, Clara, get rid of your devious methods because not everyone will be captivated by your rotten methods. Not to mention, how many times have you had sex with me? Do you think Miles would want trash like you? "

A hard slap was on Hadrian's face. Hadrian first looked at Clara in shock, then he got angry, strangled Clara by the neck, and said angrily, "Clara, you seek death."

"Not..."

Hadrian tore off Clara's dress, took off her panties, and prepared to force her bow in.

However, Clara stood alert and couldn't do this. She used all her strength to push the person above her.

After being rejected, Hadrian lost his temper.

Clara stepped back, "You can't do that to me."

"You are my wife. Why can't I?"

"But you never admit that I am your wife. Don't come here. I hate you."

Tears immediately welled up in the woman's eyes.

Hadrian grabbed Clara's neck again and said, "I'm not interested in your body. I'm teasing you. Why are you afraid I'll eat you?"

He patted Clara in the face, sneered, stood up, took the car keys from the cupboard near the entrance, and walked out.