Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 1

"Miss Clara from Room 16, any luck with your memory yet? You've been here three days now, and we really need someone from your family to come and sort out the hospital bill."

With her head wrapped in bandages, Clara gave the nurse a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry, I just can't remember the password for my phone."

"Do you have anyone we can contact in an emergency?"

"I..."

Before she could finish, the door swung open with a bang. In walked a good- looking guy, clearly irritated.

"Seriously, how many times are you going to pull this? You went out with Quinn, and you had that car accident. If Quinn hadn't been lucky, she'd be scarred now because of you. Clara, listen up, our engagement is off. Stop trying to win me over. I wouldn't care about you! Ever!"

sleeve gently. "Simon, I'm really okay. My sister didn't mean it, and

touching the bandage on her head. She had only woken up that morning. The nurse had told her

Simon definitely looked sharp, wearing a

been holding back her feelings because of you. Today, I'm setting things straight. What you're doing is cheap, and Quinn and I are already together. I'm not leaving her!" Quinn looked moved, clinging to his arm with a smug look in her eyes. "Simon..." Clara lowered her eyelashes, watching their closeness. Her heart felt like it shattered into a million pieces, making it hard to breathe. A wave of hurt surged, making her eyes sting, but

might have a boyfriend. Does anyone know his number? Can you call

a faint memory of

eyes flickered with surprise and shock, then he let

the financial news. It mentioned Dylan, the youngest head of the Ferguson Corporation, who'd just returned to the country. Rumor had it Dylan had been left with two bad legs and a scarred face from a car accident two years ago and had stayed out of the public

TV. "That's my uncle Dylan. He's your boyfriend. I'll leave his number for

Clara's phone, easily unlocked