Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Addison found herself speechless as the crowd around her hurled increasingly outrageous comments. Tears threatened to spill over.

Clara, however, just opened the car door and slipped inside. "Addison, hop in," she called.

With eyes red and puffy, Addison climbed into the car.

The farmers waved their brooms in the air, cheering as if they'd just banished a bad omen.

Catching a glimpse of this in the rearview mirror, Addison was so enraged she nearly choked. Unable to hold it in anymore, she broke down in tears.

The driver, a middle-aged man who looked like he'd had a rough night, gripped the steering wheel tightly and started crying, too.

Who wouldn't feel hurt? Their genuine intentions were stomped on, and they were slapped with unfounded accusations!

Clara, sitting by the window, watched the scenery blur outside. She heard the sobs and felt a bit helpless. "Come on, stop crying."

Addison was falling apart, sniffling into a tissue as she sobbed. "We're just so upset. I've never been treated like this. Quinn is such a piece of work. She makes me so mad. Clara, is this how it is with the Bradford family? Everyone just sides with her without thinking. Now I get why you have a bad reputation."

she had to admit she'd been a bit too eager to please, which landed her in

feeling someone gently tug on her

lot?" "It's not that bad. Please, stop crying. It's not the end of the world. Once we're back at the guesthouse, I'll figure something out. There's always

few more times, finally

wash her hair, finally getting rid of the rain's musty

knee looked worse, the wound more alarming. Just as she was about to ask the front desk for

there. "Ms. Clara, Mr. Dylan sent me to check on

Dylan?

she'd returned. How did he

the doctor, looking toward the opposite

bed, she sat down while the doctor carried a large medical bag, donned gloves, and began treating her wound. Her face paled

finished applying the medication, her furrowed brow relaxed slightly, although her forehead

handed her some fever-reducing medication. "Take this; you've got

"Thank you."

had barely sat back down when the door opened, and Dylan wheeled

room and closed

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