CHAPTER 79: CHAPTER 79: IF HE LIKES WATCHING, LET HIM WATCH TO HIS HEART’S CONTENT

When Silas Sheffield mentioned waiving the bill, the classmates began to praise him again.

Taking advantage of everyone’s attention being on Silas Sheffield, Owen Quinlan and Joy Shawn quietly headed toward the door, planning to sneak away.

"Class president, are you leaving?" Clara Sterling suddenly raised her voice and asked.

Everyone instantly turned their gaze to Owen Quinlan and Joy Shawn by the door.

The two stopped in their tracks and turned around awkwardly.

Owen Quinlan forced a smile that looked worse than crying, "I was the one who offended earlier, it was my foolishness, please, Mrs. Sheffield, let it go and forgive me."

After he said this, he bowed ninety degrees to Clara Sterling.

Joy Shawn also bowed ninety degrees to apologize, "I’m sorry, really sorry, I shouldn’t have believed the rumors and I truly know I was wrong."

Clara Sterling let out a faint laugh.

Owen Quinlan quickly walked over, poured a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp, "I’ll punish myself with three glasses!"

Saying this, he drank two more glasses.

Seeing him drink, Joy Shawn followed, "I’ll punish myself with three glasses too."

Clara Sterling said coldly, "That’s enough."

With the principal and dean watching, Clara didn’t want to make it difficult for them and just said, "Watch your mouth in the future."

Owen Quinlan and Joy Shawn nodded repeatedly, keeping their heads down.

Clara Sterling turned to Silas Sheffield, "I’m a bit tired, let’s go home."

"Alright." Silas Sheffield stood up, naturally wrapping his arm around Clara Sterling’s shoulders.

The two bid farewell to the school leaders and advisors, then turned to leave.

Quinn Hughes stared at Clara Sterling’s back, her eyes filled with jealousy and unwillingness.

Why is Clara Sterling so lucky?

She had just managed to take Isaac Sutton away, and Clara Sterling went and married Silas Sheffield.

Seeing Clara Sterling leave, Isaac Sutton also wanted to go.

Quinn Hughes stepped forward, linking her arm with Isaac Sutton’s, "Isaac."

Isaac Sutton shook her off with a stern face and walked out of the banquet hall alone, his face cold.

Several school leaders and advisors left one after another as well.

The classmates left the banquet hall in groups of twos and threes.

Owen Quinlan and Joy Shawn walked out of the restaurant and were about to hail a cab when several men suddenly blocked their way.

"You’re the two who just humiliated Mrs. Sheffield?" The speaker was one of those who had just flattered Silas Sheffield, a second-generation rich kid from a family in the real estate business, known for being domineering in school.

The man pushed Owen Quinlan, "You two are quite bold, daring to bully President Sheffield’s wife."

Owen Quinlan instinctively took a step back, "What do you want?"

The man laughed lazily, "Just want to have some fun with you, don’t be afraid, class president."

As he spoke, he gave a signal with his eyes to the people behind him.

Those people clamped Owen Quinlan and Joy Shawn and led them into the alley.

In the dark alley.

There were people watching at both ends of the alley.

In the alley, Owen Quinlan and Joy Shawn were shivering.

The man chuckled and pointed at Joy Shawn, "I don’t hit women, step aside."

Joy Shawn looked terrified and moved to the side.

The man gave a signal, and his underlings understood, launching a flurry of punches and kicks at Owen Quinlan.

Owen Quinlan screamed repeatedly.

Joy Shawn cried and shouted from the side, "Stop it, please stop beating him!"

No one paid her any attention, and Owen Quinlan, who wanted to resist, was quickly beaten to the ground.

The leader kicked him a few more times, "Next time, watch yourself, and don’t offend those you shouldn’t."

Then, the man leisurely wiped his hands with a handkerchief, his eyes full of malice.

"Today’s matter has nothing to do with President Sheffield, it’s just that I wanted to deal with you two fools. If you dare call the police, next time won’t be just a beating."

...

In the underground parking lot.

As soon as Clara Sterling sat in the car, Silas Sheffield gripped her waist with one hand and held her with the other, pulling her onto his lap.

Clara faced Silas Sheffield, her back against the steering wheel.

Clara’s cheeks flushed red, "This is a parking lot..."

Someone could come by at any moment.

"He’s still not giving up." Silas Sheffield’s deep, dark eyes stared unblinkingly at Clara.

"Isaac Sutton? I already explained to him... mmph..."

Before Clara could finish her sentence, the man’s kiss silenced her.

Silas Sheffield held Clara, pressing her against the steering wheel as he passionately kissed her.

Following closely behind them, Isaac Sutton halted abruptly when he saw the scene.

Isaac’s eyes widened with anger, looking at the couple passionately kissing in the black Koenigsegg, his eyes reddened with rage.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking, his gaze fixed on that couple.

Suddenly, Silas Sheffield slightly turned his head, smirked in Isaac’s direction, and then lowered his head to kiss Clara Sterling again.

In front of Isaac Sutton, the two kissed fervently.

Before long, Clara’s body went limp, she leaned against Silas Sheffield’s shoulder, panting lightly, her whole body as soft as if boneless.

Unintentionally raising her eyes to meet Isaac Sutton’s angry and jealous gaze, Clara paused for a moment in surprise.

Why is he here...

Connecting the dots about Silas Sheffield’s unusual behavior, Clara quickly realized.

Silas Sheffield did it on purpose.

In the past, Silas always kept appropriate boundaries and never kissed her in such places.

Turns out, just now, Silas knew Isaac Sutton had come down and kissed her deliberately for him to see...

Clara withdrew her gaze and met Silas Sheffield’s eyes.

The man’s eyes, dark as ink, were filled with desire.

"He saw it." Clara softly gasped, her face as pink as a tempting peach.

"So what if he saw?" Silas Sheffield’s voice was low and husky, "If he likes watching, let him watch to his heart’s content."

After speaking, the man leaned in to kiss again.

The temperature inside the car gradually rose, Clara was deeply moved, her hands wrapped around Silas Sheffield’s neck, kissing deeply with desire.

Isaac Sutton masochistically watched the scene, his eyes turning red, his heart feeling like it was bleeding.

He truly saw them kissing!

His Clara, in another man’s arms, wrapped around that man’s neck, kissing passionately.

When he was with Clara, the most intimate thing they’d done was a kiss on the cheek.

But now, she was kissing Silas Sheffield.

He watched for as long as they kissed.

The little girl’s shyness and infatuation were visible to Isaac Sutton.

When Silas Sheffield kissed Clara, she not only didn’t retreat or refuse but actively wrapped her arms around his neck, responding to his kiss.

Clara likes Silas Sheffield!

This realization left Isaac Sutton breathless, his heart aching in spasm.

...

Back at The Ripplewood Estate.

As soon as Silas Sheffield entered, he pulled Clara Sterling into a kiss.

On the road just now, he had been holding back and restraining.

Now, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

The two kissed stumblingly, kissing all the way from the garden to the entrance, then from the entrance to the living room sofa.