My Doctor Son-in-law, Clarence

Chapter 46 - Even If You Get Divorced, You’ll Still Have Your Big Sis!

Chapter 46: Even If You Get Divorced, You’ll Still Have Your Big Sis!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Hiss!”

The crowd of onlookers sucked in a breath of air, and many of the men among them felt a phantom pain in their crotch. They let out an empathetic groan.

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Everyone knew that with Jeremy’s kick, Sheldon was ruined for life.

Jeremy ruthlessly stomped a few more times. “F*cking brat! You deserve to be castrated! How dare you lay a finger on Brother Clarence’s woman? You even dared to propose to her! F*ck you!”

Once Jeremy was satisfied, he and Johnson left, not sparing the crowd even a single glance.

Right after they left, an old man dining at a table in the restaurant piped up, “This is outrageous! How can they do this in broad daylight?! Are there no laws in this city? Why aren’t they being arrested?!”

“Sir, please don’t be angry,” the middle-aged man with a buzzcut next to him hurriedly appeased the angry old diner.

The old man was Zander Goldman, a retired gentleman from the capital.

He had disguised himself as a commoner for his visit to Middle Seas City, but never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined that such a scene would unfold right before his eyes. How could he not be fuming?

“Hmph!”

Zander coldly snorted, “What kind of people are those hooligans? How barbaric and lawless! Cough, cough, cough…!”

Zander coughed violently.

“Sir, be careful. Your health, your illness…” The middle-aged man frantically patted Zander’s back.

Zander brushed the man off. “Tell me, who were those two people?”

The middle-aged man braced himself and replied, “That young man is named Jeremy, he’s from the Hayes family, I think? As for the other one, he’s Johnson Golding, the boss of a private lending company.”

“Which Hayes family?” Zander’s face sank.

“It’s the Hayes family headed by that old man Joshua Hayes,” the other man explained.

The corner of Zander’s eyes twitched. “Oh, so it’s that guy. Come accompany me to meet with the Hayes family.”

After Clarence left the Hilton Sea View Hotel, he wandered around aimlessly on the street, feeling upset. Miranda had called him dozens of times in a row, but Clarence hung up on all of them.

However, she kept on calling.

Clarence blocked Miranda’s number and dialed Cecilia’s contact number.

“Hey Cecilia, are you free? Let’s go for a drink.”

“Why? Are you upset?” Cecilia was a little surprised.

“Well, sort of.”

“Send me your location, let’s go together.”

Clarence sent his location to Cecilia and turned off his phone.

After about ten minutes or so, Cecilia pulled up to Clarence in a green Lamborghini. He was dumbfounded.

“Did you really have to pick me up in a car of this color?” Clarence stood by the road.

Cecilia was wearing a black dress, its hemline just reaching her thighs. She was leaning back in the driver’s seat, and from Clarence’s position he could catch a glimpse of the snow-white fabric of her underwear between her legs.

Clarence instantly shook his head to clear his thoughts.

Crap!

Did he just concentrate too hard and accidentally use his x-ray vision?

“What’s wrong with green? I like green.” Cecilia drummed on the car’s door with her tiny, delicate fingers.

Clarence opened the door and wrapped an arm around Cecilia’s waist, while the other held her legs up as he carried her out of her seat.

Her body froze up.

“Huh?! What are you doing? We’re in public!” Cecilia cried out in shock.

Still, her hands clung tightly onto Clarence’s neck and she allowed him to carry her out of the car.

“I’ll drive, you go sit in the passenger’s seat.” Clarence laid Cecilia down on the passenger’s seat and then got into the driver’s seat himself.

Cecilia cooed, “I thought you were gonna do something else.”

“Woohoo!”

Clarence let out a shout as he stepped on the gas pedal, the Lamborghini turning into a green flash as it blazed down the road. He had gone from zero to eighty miles an hour in just a split second!

Cecilia was surprised, “Lil Bro, what are you driving so fast for? We’re in the city center, it’s dangerous to go this fast.”

“It’ll be fine.”

Clarence waved his hand. “Set the bar’s location for me.”

Cecilia looked at Clarence suspiciously, though she had to acknowledge that although Clarence was driving fast, he wasn’t being reckless. He had not bumped into or scraped any cars.

Cecilia breathed a sigh of relief, starting up the GPS and setting the bar’s location for Clarence.

Clarence spared a glance at the screen, stepped on the gas pedal, and continued to blaze down the road.

“Ahh!”

Cecilia’s face went pale and she held onto Clarence’s arm.

“Snort—!”

A few minutes later, the green sports car came to a clean stop right outside the bar.

Cecilia’s pretty face was completely flush, her heart pounding wildly as she let go of Clarence. “Do you have a death wish?! Why’d you drive so fast?! Good thing we didn’t get into an accident, or we would’ve both died for sure!”

“I would much rather be dead...” Clarence grimaced.

Cecilia sensed that something wasn’t right with Clarence and took his hand. “What’s wrong, Lil Bro?”

“Guess what I just saw?” Clarence shook his head.

Cecilia asked, “What?”

“Miranda’s first love proposed to her!” Clarence smiled wryly.

“Sh*t!”

Cecilia was fuming and her eyes flew wide open. “This is just too much! You two aren’t divorced yet, yet she’s already seeing another man and even preparing to marry him?! That’s just cold! I would never do such a thing! Come, take me to her! Let me talk some sense into her!”

“Forget it, I just want to drink.” Clarence shook his head, his face darkened.

Clarence looked so defeated. A trace of tenderness flashed across Cecelia’s beautiful eyes. “It’s okay. Even if you get divorced, you’ll still have your Big Sis.”

“Thank you, Big Sis.” Clarence felt a warmth blossom in his heart.

The two of them then got out of the car and headed inside the bar.

Once they entered the bar, a man by the entrance took out his phone. “Boss, I just saw your wife walking into a bar with a little boy on her arm.”