Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 54

Dylan's face was a blank slate as he wheeled himself away, clearly wanting to be anywhere but with Quinn.

Quinn quickly stepped behind the wheelchair. "Mr. Dylan, let me take you back."

Before she could even finish her sentence, a cold word sliced through the air. "Scram."

Quinn froze, thinking she must have misheard. She stood there, rooted to the spot, unable to react. It wasn't until the sound of the wheelchair faded into the distance that her anger began to bubble up, and her face flushed red. Her fists clenched, and her chest heaved with indignation. She'd never been treated this way before, and Dylan had the audacity to humiliate her like that!

On a night like this, he had run into her by chance and found themselves in front of the same painting. Wasn't he supposed to feel some kind of destiny or connection?

'Damn it! Dylan really doesn't play by the rules!' Quinn thought.

Seething, Quinn stormed back to her room. But as soon as she opened the door,

a man pulled her into a fierce embrace and kissed her passionately.

It was Simon.

Quinn thought about how Simon treated Clara indifferently but was so passionate with her, and her frustration melted away a bit.

"Simon, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"It's late. What were you doing outside?"

the moon looked especially beautiful

longer before carrying her back to bed. Ever since they had accidentally ended up together after a drunken

which is quite far from here. Simon, you should check on Clara in the morning. She came all the way to South Ashford out

irritated, but he felt a twinge of discomfort when he recalled his

and Clara had been close in the past. Clara liked him, and he liked her back. Clara had even saved his life once, nearly drowning in the process, and he'd never

through so much and only returned five years ago, and she was so

with the Bradford family for years. Quinn had helped Clara escape back then, but Clara showed

don't want things to get ugly between me and my sister. I know she's always been wary of me and thinks I've taken everything from her. I can understand her, and she genuinely likes you. I

but don't put yourself down. It was my mistake for drinking too much and slept with you. I'm the one who should be

Clara for having such a great fiancé. When she first came back to the Bradford family, everything felt alien.

doing things to win Simon's sympathy. Gradually, his heart shifted

and she nailed it. Not only

she

basked in the attention, finding joy in

feet to Clara's courtyard. He knocked on her door, but after ten minutes, there was no response. His patience wore thin until a door

caught in headlights. "Uncle Dylan, you live across the

uncle and Clara living just across from each other? That

what do

Clara's holding up. She messed up with those orders that couldn't be

conspicuous and telling red marks on Simon's neck. Was he really here to comfort Clara or to rub salt

oblivious to the marks, pulled out his phone to call Clara,

you call