CHAPTER 59: CHAPTER 59: NO MORE CHATTING, SWEET DUO QUEUE WITH MY WIFE

Clara exited Silas Sheffield’s game profile interface and returned to the main lobby.

Suddenly, a message popped up in the chat box at the lower left corner.

Clara glanced at Silas Sheffield, "Someone’s looking for you."

"Open it and take a look." Silas Sheffield said openly without avoiding her.

Clara clicked open the chat box.

Selene: [Silas, haven’t seen you online for a long time.]

Clara paused and pursed her lips, asking him, "Who is Selene? Why does she address you so intimately?"

Silas Sheffield’s expression remained as usual, calm and composed, "Thea Tate."

Upon hearing these two words, Clara’s heart felt as if it was soaked in lemon juice, sour.

"Oh." She tossed her phone to Silas Sheffield, pouting her lips.

Anyone could see she was jealous.

Silas Sheffield smiled, "Jealous?"

Clara denied, "No."

Silas Sheffield teased her, "How should I reply?"

"Reply however you want, it’s not my business."

Silas Sheffield nodded, "Alright."

The man’s pale fingers swiftly typed on the screen.

Clara pretended to be indifferent, saying it’s none of her business, yet she sneakily glanced sideways as Silas Sheffield typed his reply.

"You can look openly." Silas Sheffield handed the phone over after replying.

Clara lowered her gaze.

She saw his reply in the chat box.

[Online playing games with my wife.]

Selene: [?]

Selene: [What do you mean? You’re in a relationship?]

Selene: [When did this happen? Why didn’t I hear a word?]

Silas Sheffield showed this to Clara, while typing a reply, the girl’s ghostly voice echoed beside him: "Are you still playing?"

Silas Sheffield: [Not chatting anymore, got a sweet duo with my wife.]

Clara glimpsed this message, her lips curling slightly, the lemon juice in her heart turned into a sweet thread.

From her angle, the man’s side profile was sharp, his jawline pronounced.

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched atop a high nose bridge, the top button of his black shirt undone, revealing his pale skin, his Adam’s apple seductive.

That’s how cool and refined Silas Sheffield is.

Hard to imagine he would say "got a sweet duo with my wife."

This strong contrast made Clara feel she was special in his heart.

The contrast brought security, making Clara feel warm inside.

Silas Sheffield opened a game room and pulled Clara inside.

The room was private, the members inside invisible.

At this moment, across the ocean, Thea Tate stared blankly at the game chat box.

Silas Sheffield said he was playing games with his wife, what’s this situation?

Is he joking...

Doesn’t seem like it.

And Sawyer Sheffield isn’t the joking type.

When did he start dating, with whom?

Thea Tate’s thoughts were a whirl.

She repeatedly scrutinized the conversation with Silas Sheffield a dozen times.

Ensuring she didn’t see it wrong, she pinched her thigh, confirming she wasn’t dreaming.

She stayed online, watching Silas Sheffield team up, enter the queue.

Finally, the first game ended.

Thea Tate eagerly opened Silas Sheffield’s stats, suddenly seeing that familiar name.

A gardenia blossom.

The little apprentice Silas Sheffield used to mentor.

Hadn’t she already quit the game, why was she back?

Are they online dating?

Thea Tate typed in the chat box: [You’re with your apprentice? When did this happen?]

After typing these words, she frowned, it felt like questioning him, she wasn’t in a position to question Silas Sheffield.

Thea Tate deleted one word at a time.

She retyped: [When did you start dating? Haven’t seen you post in your moments.]

Thea Tate looked left and right but still didn’t send it.

That’s too forward, Silas Sheffield wouldn’t like it.

She had to play it cool.

...

Clara and Silas Sheffield hadn’t played this game in two years.

In these two years, the game updated several versions, and many new characters emerged.

The first couple of games they played were a bit tough.

Gradually, with more plays, they got the hang of it.

It was already eleven at night when they logged off.

Clara shut off the screen and yawned, "So sleepy, I’m going for a shower and getting ready for bed."

"Feeling better?" Silas Sheffield asked.

"Much better."

...

The next day, right as Clara arrived at the company, Lisa Holloway pulled her aside.

"Clara, I just overheard people gossiping about you outside the pantry," Lisa Holloway said, "Although Jonah Shaw got fired, and you clarified the rumor about you being a kept woman, people still think you’re being kept."

Clara nodded, "I know."

Lisa Holloway paused, "You know?"

"Yeah, I heard people gossiping yesterday too."

Lisa Holloway raged, "These people seriously have issues, the evidence is right there, and they’re still saying you’re being kept. Are they brainwashed by Jonah Shaw?"

Clara opened her computer to start working, her demeanor simply calm, "Rumors are scary, I’ve done what I should, the rest is up to them, thinking whatever they like, truth will prevail."

Lisa Holloway gave Clara a thumbs up.

"Your mindset is pretty good."

In the evening, after work, Clara received a call from her roommate, Lynch Lynch.

Lynch Lynch was urgent, "Clara, have you checked our school’s X super topic and campus forum?"

Clara answered while changing into slippers, "No, I’ve been really busy recently, no time to look, what’s up?"

"You should check, there’s someone spreading rumors in both the super topic and forum, I just saw it, you’re popular in our school now!"

Upon hearing this, Clara quickly opened X and clicked into the school’s super topic.

All she saw were posts about her.

Scrolling down, they were all scolding her, twisting facts and spreading rumors.

[Former Crestwood U campus belle, shockingly morally corrupt, entangled with ex-boyfriend while married!]

[Renowned beauty scholar of Crestwood U allegedly being a mistress, kept by a tycoon, using her patron’s power to bully colleagues, driving away male colleagues she doesn’t get along with!]

[Campus belle Clara Sterling, married and cheating, with ex-boyfriend entanglement, the mistress of a wealthy man, this is your beloved goddess?]

[Does anyone know Clara Sterling, come talk about whether this is true?]

...

The posts in the school super topic were almost all of this kind, and clicking into the school forum was nearly the same.

Claiming she was married and cheating, entangled with an ex-boyfriend while being someone’s mistress, turning her into a morally degraded woman.

The posts even had her photos getting into a Range Rover, the comments were almost all scolding her, occasionally a few defending her.

[I know this woman, from the communication engineering department, looks quite pure on the outside, didn’t expect her to be like this.]

[Really embarrassing for us women, even a student from a prestigious university, why be a mistress if you can do anything else, really doesn’t want to suffer any hardship.]

[Crestwood U’s disgrace! Ashamed to be an alum with such a female!]

[So disgusting, entangled with so many men, isn’t she afraid of catching something?]

[Is the poster intentionally defaming Clara Sterling due to personal grudges? I know Clara Sterling, she’s definitely not like this.]

[The one above must be Clara Sterling herself, speak using a big number!]

...

Seeing these overwhelming comments scolding her, Clara’s vision darkened, face slightly pale.

Were those posts by Jonah Shaw?

But how did he know she was married?

And the entanglement with her ex-boyfriend mentioned in the posts, does it refer to Isaac Sutton?