Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 38

After a moment that felt like forever, he finally said, "Come here." His voice was raspy, barely more than a whisper.

Clara didn't dare challenge him and slowly made her way over.

He radiated heat, and his neck glistened with sweat. The towel was useless now; he got up slowly and splashed cold water on his face, droplets soaking into his robe.

"Mr. Dylan, you're still battling that cold."

Dylan leaned over, splashing his face a few more times, but his voice remained gritty. "So, what do you think we should do?"

Clara was stumped. The medicine Scarlette had given her wasn't ordinary; it even had a strong-willed guy like Dylan struggling. A regular person would've probably caved by now, and who knew how long the effects would last?

Dylan was already sick and in physical therapy, so any extra trouble from this ordeal would be on her conscience.

Clara stood by the sink for a few seconds before blurting out, "Should I find a girl for you?"

Dylan's breathing hitched at her suggestion. The tension in the room vanished, replaced by a cold, cutting intensity.

"Get out."

A shiver ran down Clara's spine as she felt his anger for the first time. She didn't dare say another word, slowly opened the bathroom door, and left.

was restless and worried

bathroom. He was back in his wheelchair and didn't even

ask about his cold, but his icy demeanor kept her silent. The next morning, she got up early and bumped into Aiden on her way out. Aiden was leaving Dylan's room, and his gaze turned frosty when he saw her. "Ms. Clara, here's the plan for the farm support project. We've got a female employee to help you. Everything's on the schedule, and she's waiting in the

and asked, "Is Mr. Dylan

the head of South Ashford later to talk about

words, don't

want to see him anyway. She hurried to meet the female

greeted her politely but with

and partners were waiting outside. As they walked out, she briefed Addison

made the apples smaller. No one's buying them, and they're piling up unsold. We've got ten days before they spoil, so

soon as she got in

still have to visit the orchard. The roads are remote, and if it pours, we might not

cut their shelf life shorter.

company in live streaming. See if they can feature us on the homepage; we'll have

her lip, concerned. "Are

in the orchard, get the lights ready, and coordinate with the partners to have everything set. Once

might

think of a solution so quickly. She figured they'd sell the apples cheap

the