Chapter 494: Chapter 487: A Coquettish Man
Hearing this, Clara Grant’s eyes went wide and she puffed up her cheeks. "Something to confess to me? You’re hiding something else from me?"
Seth Quinn nodded. "But you have to promise you won’t get angry after I tell you."
Clara was exasperated. "I have to promise not to get angry, and now you’re making demands? Is that the proper attitude for someone who’s about to confess something?"
Feeling guilty, Seth peeked at her but didn’t answer. Instead, he shifted his arm, grimaced, and hissed in a sharp breath. Looking at Clara, he managed a single word: "Hurts!"
To Clara, his tone and expression were a strange mix of pitiable and pleading.
’This guy, he’s actually learned this trick!’
Clara glanced at his injury and sighed in resignation. "Fine, I promise you. I absolutely won’t get angry, alright? Now, what is it?"
"It’s, it’s just... about us getting married. Everyone in the Quinn Family... they’ve actually known for a long time..."
Clara frowned. "They found out a long time ago? How long ago?"
Seth grew even more nervous, unconsciously pursing his lips and swallowing. "Well... the day we got married... I told them that same night..."
"What?" Clara shot to her feet. "You told them the same night we got married?! So you’re telling me that all this time, while I was playing dumb in front of your parents, they knew everything? Then every time they saw me, they must have thought I was ridiculous, didn’t they?"
The more Clara thought about it, the more humiliated she felt. ’They’d known I was their daughter-in-law all along, but I was still calling them Mr. and Mrs. Quinn every time I saw them... God, how embarrassing!’
Seth quickly looked up at her, reminding her in a small voice, "Clara, you just promised you wouldn’t get angry."
"Promise my ass!" Even though she had promised, she couldn’t hold back her anger. "So when you agreed to keep it a secret for a while, you were just messing with me? Seth, does your entire family just love tricking people for fun?
They all helped you lie to me about Cherie, and now they’re helping you lie to me about our marriage!
Is it fun watching me run around in circles? Were you all just making a fool out of me?"
The more humiliated Clara felt, the angrier she became, until her face flushed red.
’The next time I see my in-laws, I’ll want the ground to swallow me whole! And what am I supposed to call them? Mom and Dad? That feels too sudden. But going back to ’Mr. and Mrs. Quinn’? That doesn’t feel right either!’
Clara was so mortified that she couldn’t hold back. With a loud SMACK, she slapped her hand down hard on Seth’s thigh.
"Ow!" A low cry escaped Seth’s lips. He looked up at Clara, pouting. "Clara, my wound hurts."
Her heart ached to hear his cry of pain, but she forced herself not to show it. Her gaze wavered for a moment before she stubbornly turned her head away. "I hit your thigh. How could that make your wound hurt?"
"It’s like a chain reaction. When you hit me, it jolts my whole body, so of course it hurts my wound." Seth carefully stretched out his arm and tugged on the hem of her shirt. "Clara, it really hurts. Can you help me see if I tore it open, hmm?"
Hearing this, Clara immediately spun around to check his injury, completely forgetting that she was supposed to be angry.
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