Become the Wife of A CEO

Chapter 220 Inferiority Complex



After watching the video, Clara didn’t know how to describe her feeling. Although Horace never held it out on her, but seeing her husband so close to another girl still made her uncomfortable.

“Wow, Horace’s ex is so pretty. What a pity that she died unexpectedly! Otherwise, they would be perfect together.” A colleague sighed.

The person beside her poked her arm, and quickly glanced at Clara.

She soon realized she should hadn’t said it. How could she say that Horace and his ex was a good match in front of his wife?

She apologized to Clara, embarrassedly, “Sorry, Clara. I didn’t mean it… What I mean is… is…”

The girl hesitated for a while and didn’t know how to explain to Clara that she didn’t bear any malice.

“It’s okay. The past is the past. I don’t care.” Clara forced a smile.

As soon as she said it, Diane threw a sarcasm on her. “Oh, really? Clara, you really don’t care?”

“Diane, what do you mean? It’s just Horace’s ex. Does it have anything to do with Clara? Who doesn’t have an ex? Stop being jealous.” Sarah retorted.

She always disliked Diane. She thought Diane was only a mean woman whose only talent was flattering and gossiping.

“It doesn’t have anything to do with her? Huh!” Diane looked up and down at Clara and sneered, “if it has nothing to do with her, why does she copy Laura’s style?”

Everyone turned to Clara.

Clara’s outfit was quite different today. Her clothes, even including her outfit, was somehow similar to Laura’s in the video.

People started to question if Clara was a copycat. As Horace’s wife, she tried to copy his ex’s style, which meant that…

It felt like a lightbulb moment for all.

“Clara, do you feel inferior to Horace’s beautiful ex? Why? Are you afraid that Horace may get bored of you? That’s why copy Laura’s style, because you want to keep Horace’s heart.” Diane said rudely, “I used to think that Horace loves you so much… Well, well, well!”

Diane hypocritically shook her head and stared her down.

Clara felt extremely embarrassed, but she couldn’t refute. Even herself felt that her dress today was very similar to Laura’s.

Judging from Logan’s appearance, Clara knew that Laura must be very good-looking. But Clara was still constantly amazed by her beauty.

Compared to Laura, she wasn’t outstanding nor pretty. Plus, she was an illegitimate daughter.

It was obvious that Laura was the best match for Horace not only in terms of appearance but also family background. The gap between her and Laura was huge. Now she started to question if Horace really liked her?

Although other colleagues, except Diane, didn’t say much, Clara knew they were deep down excited.

She felt like a copycat. People all laughed at her, while she still acted like a clown.

Grabbing her bag, Clara almost ran out of the office.

She came home, dazed and confused.

Horace was in the company, and the maid also asked for leave. She was the only one in the big house.

She collapsed into the sofa. Clara wrapped herself with a blanket. Then she sat there still and stared into the blank.

After a long while, Clara took out her phone and opened twitter.

Twitter went crazy over the video. The first few trends were all about Horace, Laura and Clara herself.

Clara watched the video over and over again. Though her heart fell into pieces, she couldn’t take her eyes off it.

She scrolled down and saw people’s comments.

“Is it Horace’s ex? She’s so cute!”

“Wow, she is in total contrast to Horace’s present wife. His taste has changed a lot. Is he on a light diet now after the feast?”

“She is the perfect match for Horace! Clara is only a gold digger. She is out of Horace’s league!”

“Clara Selman should leave Horace. Like this comment if you agree!”

Almost all of the comments she saw said that she wasn’t good enough for Horace.

It seemed that only people like Laura, who was talented and good-looking, deserved to be with him.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Clara didn’t want to see it anymore and log out. The moment she exited she saw a familiar avatar.

She hurriedly opened the twitter again. Clara confirmed it again that she read it right. The poster was Back2Past!

Who was this Back2Past? why did this person have a video of Horace and Laura? Seemed like this video was filmed secretly, so this person must be on the spot that time. Was Back2Past their friend? Why did this person pay so much attention to her?

Angry and perplexed, she DMed Back2Past.

“Who the hell are you? Why did you post this video?”

Soon, he replied to her.

“The game has begun. It’s about time for things to return to their owners.”

“What do you mean? Who the hell are you!”

“You’ll know soon. Don’t worry.”

Then Back2Past disappeared. No matter how hard she tried, the account didn’t reply.

Clara angrily smashed the phone onto the sofa. She felt as if she was under someone’s surveillance. He knew her well, but she was like a fool.

This feeling made her uneasy and restless, as if she was about to lose something.


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