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!"

him was a gentle-looking girl who tugged at his sleeve gently. "Simon, I'm really okay. My sister didn't mean it, and my injuries have healed. Let's not blame her anymore. Luckily, the windshield didn't cut

only woken up that morning. The nurse had told her she

looked sharp, wearing

childhood friends, but I've never had those kinds of feelings for you. Isn't it tiring being a doormat for five years? Quinn's 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

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

faint memory of

and shock, then he let out a sarcastic chuckle. Was this

was playing 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

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

took Clara's phone, easily unlocked