Flash Marriage With Mr. Sheffield: Go Away, Cheap Man!-Chapter 109: Julian Hawthorne Prepares to Confess

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Julian Hawthorne Prepares to Confess

After the meeting, Julian Hawthorne gently asked, "Did you stay up late last night?"

Clara Sterling paused slightly, and softly responded, "Yeah."

Last night...

The scene of entanglement with Silas Sheffield suddenly flashed through her mind, causing a suspicious blush to creep up Clara’s face.

She lowered her head, and Julian Hawthorne didn’t see the embarrassment on her face, he laughed and asked, "Did you stay up late writing your thesis or watching grad school prep videos?"

"Both." Clara Sterling dodged the question.

"You still need to rest."

"I know, President Hawthorne."

Clara Sterling walked to her desk, picked up the iced Americano on the table, and said with a smile, "Rest assured, Mr. Hawthorne, I bought coffee, so today’s work will be completed with the same quality and quantity as usual."

Julian Hawthorne chuckled.

It seemed that his concern was interpreted by Clara Sterling as worry about her work efficiency being affected by staying up late.

Ian Kane was right, he was too reserved, and Clara Sterling couldn’t understand.

520...

It’s the 17th today, and three days later it will be 520.

Julian Hawthorne returned to his office and opened a chat box.

[Is there a handbag suitable for a girl in her early twenties?]

The person on the other end was a salesperson at a luxury brand store in Veridian.

Salesperson: [Yes, Mr. Hawthorne.]

The salesperson sent over a few pictures.

[These are all new season styles, perfect for young girls. The one at the very bottom is our 520 limited edition, designed specially for young girls.]

Julian Hawthorne looked at the photos and recalled the bags Clara Sterling usually carried.

She seemed to like white and light blue.

The 520 limited edition bag was white, with embossed colors that fell between light blue and lavender, a very youthful and vibrant color, quite suitable for Clara Sterling.

Julian Hawthorne: [I’ll take the limited edition one.]

Salesperson: [Okay, Mr. Hawthorne, should I deliver it to Kingswater Bay?]

Kingswater Bay is a high-end lakeside villa area in Veridian, where Julian Hawthorne had purchased a villa.

[Yes.]

After buying the gift, Julian Hawthorne went on to choose a bouquet of flowers.

A certain high-end flower shop charged 9999 yuan for a bouquet of pink roses.

And it’s not even a large bouquet.

Originally, Julian Hawthorne wanted to order a large bouquet of 999 roses.

Considering that it would be too ostentatious, and it wouldn’t be easy for Clara Sterling to carry it back, he changed it to a small bouquet.

Julian Hawthorne ordered the flowers and gifts, preparing to confess to Clara Sterling on 520.

Lunch time.

Clara Sterling, Lisa Holloway, and Anabelle Spencer sat in the cafeteria having lunch.

"520 is coming up soon, how are you planning to spend it?" asked Lisa Holloway.

"Work," Clara Sterling replied, expressionless, "It’s a Thursday."

"You can arrange something after work," Lisa Holloway smiled, "I’m planning to surprise my boyfriend."

Clara Sterling looked at her, "Isn’t your boyfriend in Ashworth? After work on Thursday, you’ll take leave on Friday?"

"No need, I’ll just have dinner and stroll with him, and drive back at night."

Clara Sterling admired, "Driving from Veridian to Ashworth takes two hours, that’s over four hours round trip, impressive!"

"Lisa, you’re such a romantic!" Anabelle Spencer couldn’t help but say, "Thursday is already tiring enough, and you still want to drive to Ashworth. Why doesn’t your boyfriend come and find you?"

Lisa Holloway pursed her lips, bashful, "He works hard. I haven’t told him I’m going, I want to surprise him, and I prepared a gift."

Anabelle Spencer asked curiously, "What’s the gift?"

"It’s a graphics card he’s always wanted but couldn’t bring himself to buy."

"5090?"

"Yes."

"That thing costs twenty thousand yuan, you’re so good to your boyfriend." Anabelle Spencer said, "Having a girlfriend like you is just too good."

Speaking of 520, Anabelle Spencer thought of a certain person.

Though she called Lisa a romantic, wasn’t she also one?

She wondered if Julian Hawthorne would approve her leave on that day.

...

In the blink of an eye, 520 day arrived.

Clara Sterling came to work just like any other day.

Anabelle Spencer took leave.

Clara Sterling assumed Anabelle Spencer was feeling unwell and proactively texted to express her concern.

But Anabelle Spencer said she went back to Ardendale to find someone she liked to spend 520.

Clara Sterling was surprised.

[Someone you like? How come I’ve never heard you mention it?]

Anabelle Spencer: [It’s not really worth mentioning. My birthday is this Saturday, you can see him at my birthday party then.]

[Okay.]

Clara Sterling put down her phone and immersed herself in work.

This day for her was no different from usual, just a hyped-up occasion, not even considered a holiday, she continued with her routine.

She only thought about heading home quickly after work to have dinner with Silas Sheffield.

Silas Sheffield had been very busy recently, spending every evening out for social engagements, coming home at around eleven every night.

Wondered if he had time tonight to come home for dinner.

After finishing the tasks at hand, Clara Sterling thought to message Silas Sheffield about whether he’d be home for dinner tonight.

Just as she opened the chat, a message from Julian Hawthorne popped up.

[Come to my office for a moment.]

Clara Sterling got up and went to Julian Hawthorne’s office.

"Mr. Hawthorne, you wanted to see me."

"Yes." Julian Hawthorne looked up at her, "Join me for a dinner engagement tonight."

Clara slightly frowned, unlucky timing, she was supposed to work late tonight.

Being Julian Hawthorne’s assistant, she had occasionally attended dinner engagements with him before.

At these dinners, Julian Hawthorne would discuss projects and collaborations, and she had to note the details to draft contracts with the legal department later.

Clara Sterling didn’t think much, assuming it was similar to previous occasions where she was accompanying him for business.

"Alright, Mr. Hawthorne."

Returning to her desk, Clara Sterling messaged Silas Sheffield saying she had to work overtime tonight.

Silas Sheffield only replied with a "Okay."

It seemed he would be busy tonight as well.

End of the work day.

Lisa Holloway grabbed her bag and dashed away like a rabbit.

"Clara, I’m off, happy 520!"

Clara Sterling smiled, sorting and tidying her desk, and took out her phone to send a message to Julian Hawthorne.

[Mr. Hawthorne, I’m ready, when should we leave?]

Julian Hawthorne: [Now.]

Just as Clara saw the message, Julian Hawthorne walked out of the office.

"Let’s go."

Clara Sterling went with Julian Hawthorne to the underground parking lot and followed him into the car.

Not far away in a white Porsche, Thea Tate held her phone, capturing the scene.

Julian Hawthorne took Clara Sterling to a very upscale, members-only western restaurant.

The waiter greeted them with a smile, "Mr. Hawthorne."

Julian Hawthorne nodded slightly.

The waiter directly led them upstairs to a private room.

At the door of the private room, the waiter stopped, said "Enjoy your meal" and turned away, without opening the door for them.

While Clara Sterling was puzzled, Julian Hawthorne pushed the door open.

Following him inside, Clara Sterling suddenly halted in her tracks.

"Mr. Hawthorne, did we come to the wrong place?"