Flash Marriage With Mr. Sheffield: Go Away, Cheap Man!-Chapter 159: Afraid of Rejection

Clara Sterling couldn’t believe it, she suspected she was hearing things.

Silas Sheffield secretly admired her too?

How could that be...

They hardly spoke back then.

No, if online chatting counts, they could be considered as having talked about everything.

Thinking of this, Clara Sterling braced her hands on the man’s shoulders, her lips pulling away from him, "So you actually liked me long ago?"

Silas Sheffield looked at her with deep affection in his eyes, "Yes."

"This is too unbelievable..." Clara Sterling murmured, "If I had known earlier..."

If she had known earlier that the person she liked also liked her, they wouldn’t have missed out on so many years.

She wouldn’t have been with Isaac Sutton.

Clara Sterling’s heart was full of regret; she and he had simply missed out on many years.

"At that time, I thought the love letter was written by you." Silas Sheffield spoke slowly, his eyes filled with affection, "When you handed the love letter to me, I was very nervous, my heartbeat stopped for a moment, but you said you were only passing it on for someone else..."

Hearing this, Clara Sterling’s eyes flashed with shock, "I didn’t know you would think that, and I didn’t dare to confess to you."

She was sending a love letter for someone else during her senior year, and she had already known Silas Sheffield online for a long time.

Clara’s eyes trembled slightly, and she spoke softly: "So, back when I was sending the love letter for someone else, you already liked me?"

"Yes." Silas Sheffield admitted.

Clara Sterling heard Silas Sheffield admit that he liked her long ago, but she wasn’t very happy.

How could she describe that feeling? It’s like buying a lottery ticket, clearly winning the jackpot, only to find out the ticket had expired when she realized her win.

Also like a candy that’s gone stale, no matter how sweet, it can’t be eaten anymore.

"Why didn’t you confess then?" Clara Sterling’s eyelashes lowered, and her emotions suddenly dropped.

Silas Sheffield’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice as if it had been refined by gravel, "Afraid of affecting your studies... and afraid of being rejected..."

"You were afraid of being rejected too?" Clara Sterling was a bit surprised.

Someone as handsome and outstanding as he also feared rejection?

Silas Sheffield’s expression was serious, "Facing someone I like, of course, I’m afraid of rejection."

Clara Sterling suddenly remembered that time when she found out he was her mentor in the game; she had asked why he hadn’t recognized her in real life.

Silas Sheffield had also said he didn’t want to affect her studies.

At that time, she thought Silas Sheffield meant that if they recognized each other in real life, playing games all day would affect her studies.

Only now did Clara understand belatedly that what Silas Sheffield meant by affecting studies was about having a romantic relationship.

Seeing the loss and regret in her eyes, Silas Sheffield gently kissed her forehead, "It’s not too late for us to be together now, we have a long future ahead."

Clara knew that they had a long future ahead.

But isn’t that how it is to love someone? Just wanting to stay with him a little longer, just a little longer.

Knowing the person she liked also liked her, yet missing out, even going down the wrong path, being in a relationship with another person for two years.

No matter how she thought about it, it felt so regretful.

Clara Sterling’s eyelashes trembled gently, she spoke softly: "I know, but I still feel so regretful. If we could have known each other’s feelings earlier, we wouldn’t have missed so many years."

"There won’t be any regrets like that from now on." Silas Sheffield kissed her lips, rolling over.

The sky outside was very blue, with a clear and pure expanse.

Golden sunlight poured through the gap in curtains, casting a soft beam; even the dust particles floating in the air seemed joyful.

Silas Sheffield clasped Clara Sterling’s hand tightly, intertwining their fingers.

The girl’s breathy sighs shattered against the collisions. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Silas Sheffield appeared outwardly cold and indifferent, he was always calm and self-controlled, patient and restrained, Clara Sterling completely could not tell that he had secretly admired her for many years.

This man, he hid it too deeply.

Yet, in times of passion, he seemed like a different person, savoring the taste thoroughly, never holding back.

The first time she met him, Clara Sterling would never have thought she would do this most intimate thing with this man one day, experiencing the most intense pleasure together.

Afterward, Silas Sheffield held her, taking her to the bathroom for a shower.

The phone beside the bed buzzed constantly.

After showering, Silas Sheffield dressed and picked up the phone.

Clara glanced, the caller display showed Thea Tate.

...

Meanwhile, Thea Tate had just arrived at the company in the morning when she received a notice from the HR department saying she had been fired.

"Impossible! Do you know who I am? How could I be fired?" Thea Tate yelled angrily at the HR manager.

The HR manager replied good-naturedly: "Miss Tate, it’s President Sheffield’s decision, you have indeed been fired."

Thea Tate gritted her teeth with anger, "Are you mistaken? I’m the daughter of the Tate family, childhood friends with President Sheffield, how could he suddenly fire me?"

The manager’s tone was indifferent, "You can confirm directly with President Sheffield, I’m just following orders here, please handle your work handover in the next couple of days."

With that, the manager turned and left.

Thea Tate sat in the office, her face pale, fingers clenched tightly into fists.

Silas Sheffield wanted to fire her?

Could he have found out about her affair with Isaac Sutton...

When Graham Sutton’s scandal first broke out, she nearly fainted from anger.

She risked prison by stealing company secrets from the Sheffield Group and giving them to Isaac Sutton, who would have thought Isaac’s old lecherous father would hook up with his own son’s ex-girlfriend.

She was fuming, knowing the Sheffield Group was investigating who leaked the secrets and preparing to sue the Sutton Group, she dared not act rashly, not even daring to call Isaac Sutton.

Isaac sought her help several times, but she refused.

If she dared to help the Sutton Group at this critical moment, Silas Sheffield would soon find out she was the one who leaked the secrets.

Thea Tate frowned thoughtfully.

No, if Silas really found out she leaked company secrets, it wouldn’t just be firing her...

The Sheffield Group temporarily changed its strategy to push Product B, recovering some losses; if it weren’t for Graham Sutton’s scandal, with the Sutton Group’s market value dropping, and the public comparing the Sutton Group’s new product with Sheffield’s new product, bringing Sheffield a wave of positive reviews, Sheffield’s losses would have been greater.

If it really was found that she leaked secrets, the Sheffield Group would definitely hold her legally responsible, which could mean jail time.

Now she’s only fired, the HR manager didn’t mention anything else, just told her to confirm with Silas Sheffield herself, so it probably wasn’t because of the leak.

Then why?

Could it be because she exposed the matter between Clara Sterling and Julian Hawthorne, which was discovered by him?

Thea Tate’s heart was in turmoil, with trepidation she dialed Silas Sheffield’s phone number.