Chapter 29: Brother? You Disgust !
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The atmosphere inside the Ferrari grew more intimate.
It was not until the traffic lights turned green and the car behind him honked that Clarence got a jolt.
“Ahem ahem! Cecilia…” shouted Clarence.
“Oh.”
Cecilia replied, still holding on to Clarence.
“Ahem… the light is green now. I can’t drive with you like this. There are people behind us.” Clarence coughed drily.
Cecilia chuckled and sowhat reluctantly let go of Clarence. “I didn’t expect you to be so steady despite your height.”
Clarence’s face instantly turned red. He was not very tall, only around 1.75m ters.
“Yo, are you shy? You’re married. There’s nothing to be ashad of.” Cecilia smiled as she looked at Clarence.
Clarence stepped on the gas pedal, and the Ferrari continued its journey. “Cecilia… Miranda and I may be married, but we haven’t actually consummated our marriage.”
“Huh?”
Cecilia looked at Clarence in surprise. “What’s the matter? Your wife won’t let you do it?”
“It’s not that.”
Clarence laughed wryly and explained, “I saved Miranda’s grandfather by accident three years ago.
“At first, I didn’t know who he was and I was just visiting him in the hospital to check up on him.
“The Old Master probably thought I was a nice person.
“A week before he died, he made and Miranda obtain a marriage license.
“Miranda and I didn’t even have a wedding. We’re only married in na.
“I’m practically as good as a maid in her eyes.”
With Cecilia listening, Clarence expressed his dissatisfaction with his marriage.
Cecilia looked at Clarence sympathetically. “I see. No wonder your wife looked so an when I saw her after the car crash yesterday.”
“Cecilia, I don’t want you talking about Miranda like that.” Clarence frowned.
“What’s the matter? It’s the truth, and you won’t let talk about it.
“Even if you’re only her husband in na, there’s no need for her to treat you this way.” Cecilia glared at Clarence matter-of-factly.
“If you ask , you two might as well divorce.
“Co live with . I’ll take care of you!”
As if she was speaking logically, Cecilia reached out again and patted Clarence on the shoulder.
Clarence felt another electric shock and temporarily lost his grip on the steering wheel. The back of the Ferrari spun a violent curve, the driver behind him cursing Clarence out.
“Cecilia, stop touching . I’m driving.” Clarence steadied the car sowhat awkwardly.
“Hehe, forget it. I’ll stop teasing you. If you ever want a divorce, just call .
“With your dical skills, I can invest in you and open a clinic for you to make a living with. Why stay suffering with the Murphy family?”
Cecilia stopped teasing Clarence and sat seriously in the passenger seat. However, Clarence was still distracted by those beautiful legs.
All of a sudden…
Clarence’s phone rang.
“Hello, Dear?”
“Are you at ho?” asked Miranda.
“Lil Bro, did your wife call you again? Is she checking on you?” asked Cecilia.
Clarence hesitated as he answered Miranda. “No, why?”
“Why did I hear a woman’s voice?” Miranda’s voice was cold.
“It’s the woman from yesterday. She said she wanted to thank , so she asked to co out today,” explained Clarence, lest Miranda misunderstand his relationship with Cecilia.
Miranda was silent for a few seconds at the other end of the line. “Enough!
“If you have nothing to do, co and wait downstairs for .
“We’ll go over to Mom and Dad’s right after I get off work.
“We have guests, so Mom and Dad asked us to go ho for dinner.”
“Okay, Miranda. You…” Clarence wanted to chat longer.
Miranda hung up on him.
Clarence laughed wryly.
Cecilia said with disdain, “A woman like that!?
“Lil Bro, you better leave her as soon as possible.
“It’s as if the entire world owes her sothing.”
“Cecilia, stop.” Clarence shook his head.
“Forget it. You won’t listen to . Are you going to pick up your wife?
“Drop off at a junction and go on without . I don’t want to see her.” Cecilia rolled her eyes.
Clarence found a junction to drop Cecilia off at. Then he drove the Ferrari to Miranda’s company building.
It was nearly an hour before Miranda ca down.
“Clarence, where are you? Didn’t I tell you to wait downstairs? Where are you?” Miranda called Clarence’s phone, ready to scold him.
“Dear, I’m here.”
Clarence stepped out of the Ferrari, not parked far away.
“Where did you get the car?” Miranda looked at Clarence with a puzzled look on her face. Recalling the woman’s voice on the phone, she realized imdiately. “Is this from the Cecilia from yesterday?”
“Yes, Cecilia said I saved her life, so she gave this car.” Clarence smiled and nodded. “Dear, I can drive you to work and bring you back ho with this new car now.”
Miranda sneered. “I know this Ferrari model, Clarence.
“It’s worth almost ten million. Would Cecilia really just give it to you like that?
“Is there sothing else going on between you two?”
Miranda’s pretty face was cold. She just stared at Clarence, looking distrustful.
Clarence was a little uncomfortable. “Well, Cecilia wants to be her new brother.
“I also cured her illness, so she gave the car to thank for that too.”
“Brother? Haha!
“Clarence, you disgust .” Miranda blew up.
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