Chapter 73 It’s Too Late
Clayton rubbed his sore temples and kicked the closet hard.
He had been impulsive, but it was too late to go after Flora.
“Get out.”
Clayton said in a cold voice, he turned and sat on the bed, Flora had left him completely, the woman he had tried to get rid of day and night, now completely gone from his life.
He clutched the divorce papers tightly, which instantly turned into a pile of pieces in his hands.
“Clayton …” Blair undyingly squatted in front of Clayton, she gently held his hand, “You still have me when Flora is gone.”
Blair said softly, she believed that as long as Flora was gone, she got Clayton but sooner or later, she leaned over and placed her head directly on Clayton’s hand.
“Clayton, you know I love you, and I will always be there for you.”
“Blair …”
Clayton got up and Blair almost fell on the floor because of his unstable body.
“Clayton, I …” she spoke with some emotion, her eyes were full of aggression, as if she was a little incredulous that Clayton would be so cold to herself.
All her performance all fall in Clayton’s eyes, but men are rational, for they have not love women, even if they give more care, but ultimately is not a lover’s care.
“Blair, you are smart, I think you should have long seen, I have feelings for Flora, so some words are finally to say clearly.”
Clayton stood in front of the floortoceiling window, he knows Flora is favorite to stand in this place to dwell, before he did not feel any good here, now only to find that the more to come the distant scenery so good, can sweep away all the depression in the heart.
“Clayton, don’t say it, I don’t want to hear it.”
Blair stumbled and got up from the ground, she hugged Clayton from behind to stop him from saying the next words.
“I’m in love with Flora.”
Finally finding the courage to admit his feelings, Clayton suddenly felt the bitterness pent up in his heart, suddenly relieved a lot.
Just like people, they don’t know how to cherish it when they have it, and regret it only when they know they have lost it.
However, his words were enough to knock Blair into the abyss of ten thousand feet, how Blair willingly Clayton just left himself, how much she had worked for today, she absolutely can not let Flora will ruin all this.
“Stop it, I don’t want to hear it.” Blair covered her ears, she shook her head frantically as if she had suffered a huge blow, “What about me, I have nothing here, what do you want me to do?”
Blair screamed hysterically.
“Blair, you do not do this.” Clayton crouched in front of Blair with a headache and removed her hands from her ears.
Blair so tender, he knew it was hard to get her to accept the matter for a while, but there are things that the more you hide from her, the greater harm it may be to her.
“Don’t worry, my words about taking care of you for the rest of your life will never change, just maybe in a different way.”
Clayton continued to speak, he is not a good person, but the matter of feelings is never his call to make.
He has clearly realized that for so many years, Blair is just an obsession in his heart, an excuse to hate Flora, perhaps once he was in love with Blair, but for so many years, facing Flora every day.
He is not a heartless person, for Flora’s contribution to their own, he can not see at all, some are just his own do not want to admit it.
“I know, you don’t have to say it.”
Blair jerked up, tears still hanging on her face, a pitiful look that made people want to hug her into their arms.
As if she had lost her soul, she left Clayton’s room with light steps, and all this fell into the man’s eyes, and it only became guilt after all.
Clayton sat tiredly on the sofa, he picked up a bottle of wine, directly into the bottle and poured himself, but no amount of liquor, no amount of alcohol, can never fill the vacancy in his heart …
Flora came out of the villa lost in thought, with nothing but the divorce papers in her hands.
She stood at the crossroads, watching people and cars come and go from her, while she herself did not know where to go.
She sat down on the steps of the roadside, and for a moment tears fell as silently as a yellow river breaking its banks.
Flora buried her head deep into the bend of her arm, she still can’t accept that she and Clayton just finished.
After her grandmother passed away, she wanted to leave Clayton’s control as soon as possible, and now she was finally free, but what was so hard to feel?
Flora took out her cell phone from her coat pocket, she suddenly wanted to drink until she was drunk, maybe after she was drunk, her heart would no longer hurt.
“Zoey, drink with me, will you?”
Flora said leisurely, she finished hanging up the phone directly, and only then swayed towards the bar.
Inside the bar, the earpiercing heavy metal music was so loud that it made people’s heads hurt, Flora found a corner and sat there alone.
The colorful liquid emitted a charming color, but its alcohol concentration was not as lovely as the color it emitted.
Flora poured herself a glass after a glass, as if drinking a drink, but did not feel any taste.
When Zoey arrived, Flora was already halfdrunk.
“Flora, what are you doing, why are you drinking yourself into this state.”
Zoey took the glass of wine she was about to put in her mouth, she had never seen Flora like this in all the years she had known her.
She looked at Flora suspiciously and wondered if something had happened with her cousin again.
She looked at Flora with a lament, she still didn’t understand why these two still didn’t want to let go when it was obvious that they were so mutually tormented together.
“Drink with me okay Zoey. so many years of rules and regulations, so damn tired ah, I want to indulge myself so much now, do not want anything …”
Flora said, and once again drank the potent blue liquid from the side in one go.
“You do not drink, you want to drink yourself to death can not ah.”
Zoey some exasperated said, but Flora’s temper is inherently stubborn, how can she stop it.
“You let go of Zoey, if you do not let me drink today, I will ignore you.”
Flora has been drinking for a long time, her mind is not clear, she braced herself and stared at Zoey with blurred eyes and wobbly fingers.
Zoey looked at the uncharacteristic Flora and wondered what had happened between her and her cousin.
But looking at Flora already drunk out of her mind, she finally couldn’t resist picking up her phone and calling Clayton.
“What’s up?” Clayton’s slightly tired voice came through the receiver and Zoey couldn’t help but frown.
“You’ve been drinking, cousin?” Zoey couldn’t help but ask, she glanced at Flora again, not really understanding what was wrong with the two, she continued to speak, “Flora she …”
“Sir, it’s not good, Miss Symon she had an accident!”
However, she did not use the words to finish, only to hear an eager female voice again in the earpiece, this voice Zoey remembered, is Clayton dedicated to Blair’s maid.