Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1202 Pestered By Anti-Fans

Chapter 1202 Pestered by Anti-fans

Daphne felt disappointed. Holding the file, she turned away. Eventhough Claire wasn't in the hospital now, she seemed to impactRowan's mood.

The evening came. The setting sun looked magnificent.

Saskia and Claire went to the living room. They enjoyed all kinds ofdesserts in the living room. Saskia had stopped crying. Although hereyes were reddened and swollen, she looked spirited.

Claire's persuasions worked well.

Saskia's mother was extremely kind to Claire and didn't stop thankingher.

After enjoying the high tea, Claire bid the Holts farewell. Saskia walkedher out of the yard. "Don't worry, Claire. I'll live on. No matter whathappens, life goes on. I won't do any stupid things again.”

“I'm glad you think so." Claire hugged her cheerfully. "Let go of ParkerStone. You'll meet your Mr. Right eventually.”

"Please send my gratitude to Dr. Watson." Saskia was enlightenedsuddenly. "He's your friend. You can meet him often.”

“Not really. He's a doctor. I'll only see him when I'm sick.” Claireanswered leisurely, “It's OK. When I meet him again, I will thank him.""Remember to invite him for dinner. On me."

Claire hailed a taxi to leave. After her car hit Rowan's, Rowan drove itto the service shop before it was sent back to Russell's Residence."Can you drop me off at the intersection ahead, please?" Claire said tothe driver and wanted to go to a bookstore.

She went to the bookstore last time, but the book she wanted to buyhad been sold out. It was written by her friend, so she wanted to keep itfor collection. In the future, she would ask her friend for an autograph.The taxi was pulled over shortly after. Claire paid the fare and get off.She walked under the beautiful sunlight. Before entering the bookstore,a maniac fan rushed toward her and blocked her way. Claire wasfrightened.

"Claire, let's have dinner together!" The man's eyes lit up.

"Who are you?" Claire feared as she didn't know him, but he knew hername.

"It's me. Earl Woods. We followed each other on Facebook a monthago. I'm your fanboy.” The man was in his thirties with a round face anda chubby figure. His joyful face approached Claire. "I've never postedmy selfies on Facebook, so you don't have any impression of me. It'salright.”

His breath stank. Claire instinctively flinched. She had an impression ofhim. Earl always harassed her with the excuse of discussing the plotsand liked her novel chapters. If she ignored him, he would give hernegative comments.

Looking awkward, Claire said, "I'm sorry. I'm here to buy a book.”“Let's go. It's dinnertime." Earl grabbed her arm. "My uncle runs arestaurant over there. Let's have dinner together. It's on me." Hegripped her tightly to avoid her escaping.

“No. Thanks. No..." Claire struggled. "I'm not hungry.” She didn't wantto be pestered in public. "Let go of me! I'm busy." Claire panicked.“Let's go to the restaurant and talk. I asked you out many times, butyou refused. Finally, I met you today. I won't let you go." Earl tried hardto drag her. "Claire, I like you very much.”

“Let go of me!" Claire was frightened by him. “Let go! Help! Help!""Come with me, Claire!"

"Help!" Claire tried hard to struggle. “Let go of me!"

The onlookers didn't know what was happening, dodging aside.Nearby the bookstore, Tristan was about to sit in his car. Upon hearingthe voices, he turned around and saw the scene. Frowning, he tossedthe bag into his car and ran towards them quickly.

While Claire was struggling against Earl, Tristan grabbed his collar andthrew a punch at his face.

"Argh!" Earl was bounced away, falling to the ground.

Meanwhile, Claire was tossed away by him. Tristan spun and wrappedher waist with his arms. She bumped into his firm, warm chest.

After Claire kept her balance, Tristan let go of her, rushed to Earl, andbeat him up. Each punch was full of anger.