Chapter 80

Clara tossed and turned all night, unable to catch a wink of sleep. In her frustration, she turned to the internet for some advice.

Clara: [My boss gave me a bath. Is our relationship still on the up and up?]

Clara: [Passed out from cramps, only to wake up and find my boss had changed my clothes and helped me clean up. What do I do now?]

After posting these questions in a forum, Clara felt hotter and more flustered than ever. The thought of facing Dylan at work the next day filled her with dread.

Her posts quickly drew a flood of responses.

[Are you sure this is your boss, not your boyfriend?]

[My boyfriend doesn't even treat me this well. Your boss might be into you.]

[Forget boyfriends, even my husband isn't this attentive. You don't seem to mind him—why not just get together?]

[Your relationship can't be that innocent anymore.]

Clara replied, insisting: [He has no interest in me.]

comment was met with

interested? You're just not seeing it. How does he treat others compared

with everyone, including

of you when you needed it. That doesn't

She debated internally

Dylan, are you

minutes later, his

Dylan [Yeah, I'm up.]

for what you did

Dylan: [Sure.]

She worried about it for another half

his eyes fixed on his phone. It was as if he could

her to her desk. It wasn't anything special, but Dylan would have to pass it to get to his office. As she worked through lunch, she pondered how she would face Dylan, but he never showed up. In fact, he was absent

himself nursing a drink at a bar, staring at his phone. Clara had transferred departments without a word and

he was about to reach for another drink, someone stopped him. "Simon,

quite explain it, but ever since that incident at South Ashford, he'd been fixated on Clara. She wasn't

sorrows over my sister? She messaged me tonight,

wouldn't take kindly to feeling manipulated. If he thought this was

sat up straight. "She really messaged

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