Chapter 882 Bombshell The study on the second floor was blanketed by silence.
With a cigarette between his fingers, Clarence took drags from time to time, which was unusual.
He paced back and forth by the window instead of reading a book.
With an anxious look, he was bothered by countless things.
The smoke exhaled from his mouth hid his wrinkled face. He had looked aged in the recent week.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe didn't expect he would be checked and the other party would deepen the investigation. Clarence felt uneasy.
He always did things secretly without leaving any traces.
However, Ivan was a tough nut to crack. Like a patrol dog, he could smell the truth through a tiny clue.
Clarence knew Ivan had been checking Leslie, but much to his surprise, Ivan started checking him.
Mya didn't stay in Finnley's apartment long. They agreed to marry quickly. After the wedding, they would continue dating.
Seeing Clarence's car in the yard, Mya was delighted as she could inform her parents of the news.
"Mom!" She saw Shirley coming out of the kitchen as soon as entering the living room. Mya asked happily, "Where's Dad? Is he upstairs?" "You are back, Mya. Your father is reading a book upstairs. What happened?" "I need to tell you an important matter. Let me call him downstairs." Mya strode towards the stairs, humming a song.
"What important matter?" "I'll tell you later." Mya had been an independent girl since childhood, and her parents didn't restrain her much.
Since her parents had recognized Finnley, who had an excellent family background, Mya didn't think her parents would object to her marrying him.
Mya stopped at the study door and knocked. "Dad?" She pushed the door open and entered.
The next second, she was overwhelmed by the strong cigarette smell, narrowing her eyes. She covered her mouth and coughed.
Clarence immediately hung up the phone, panic flashing through his eyes. The heavy smoke in the study blocked Mya's sight, so he took the chance to return to normal.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Dad?" Mya was shocked, striding into the study. "Why are you smoking? You never smoke, don't you?" Clarence put away his anxiety, smiling at her. "You are back, Mya." "lam." Mya stopped before her father. "Mom said you were reading a book. Done?" She glanced at the desk but didn't find any book.
"Done. The plot is too bothering. | couldn't forget it, so | smoked." Clarence was indeed flexible. He complained, "I hate the author. | guess he must suffer from depression." "Did you read a ?" Mya was shocked as she didn't expect her mayor father to read a .
Clarence answered, "Sort of, but not a ." Mya giggled and held his arm. "Dad, let's go downstairs. | want to tell you and Mom something important." "Good news?" "Certainly!" Mya answered, "A surprise or probably a shock. It depends on how you'll take it." Clarence put out the cigarette butt and followed his daughter to the living room.
Paula served them a pot of black tea and two plates of desserts. "Ms. Saunders, will you have dinner at home tonight?" "Yes, | will." "Great! You'll have the chicken soup made by Mrs. Saunders." Paula left the living room.
Watching Clarence and Mya walk towards the sofa, Shirley could tell Mya's face was covered with a smile, and Clarence looked less solemn than earlier.
When the family of three gathered, the home became harmonious.
Therefore, this was a beautiful moment for Shirley, but she didn't know it would end soon.
"What's the good news, Mya?" Shirley asked, straight to the point, "Don't make it too mysterious. Tell us directly." Mya released her father's arm and let him sit beside her mother.
She sat opposite them and answered, "Finnley will take his parents here tomorrow to propose for marriage. We'll hold a wedding in three days." Boom! The news was shocking, like a bombshell.
Clarence and Shirley looked baffled. Suddenly, they exchanged a glance with each other, wondering if they were hearing things.