Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 85

Clara glanced over at Simon, then Ada.

Ada chuckled, "Clara, you've always been so indulgent with Simon. You used to be the one making the tea."

Simon let out a scoff, turning his head away.

Come to think of it, Clara hadn't made him tea in quite a while. Ever since she woke up from her recent accident, they hadn't shared a peaceful meal together. The thought left him uneasy; they had never been at odds for this long before.

Clara got up and followed the housekeeper to the kitchen. Once they were out of earshot, the housekeeper's demeanor shifted. She arrogantly tilted her chin up.

"Mr. Simon's favorite teas are all here, as well as Miss Quinn's. You're already doing this for the Bradford family, so you might as well make them all. Don't worry, I'll be sure to mention your good work to Mrs. Ferguson."

Clara lowered her lashes, grabbed a handful of teabags, and tossed them into the cups, then filled each with tap water. She prepared three cups in this haphazard manner and brought them back, ignoring the housekeeper's attitude.

The housekeeper only noticed how quickly she brewed the tea, not suspecting anything amiss. Clara placed the three cups on the coffee table. "Here you go."

was it

He drank half the cup in one go. It was indeed cold water and

did this on purpose. Ada felt a twinge of annoyance. In the past, Clara would shower her with expensive gifts and flattery, but today she was distant. No matter how strained her relationship with Simon was, Clara shouldn't take it out on the elders. In this regard, Clara

do you like

reply when Quinn gasped, quickly setting her cup down and coughing forcefully. "Why is this cold water? Clara, we're at Ada's home today. If you act out like this, who will manage

took Ada's, dumping the tea in the trash. "Ada, Simon, let me make you fresh

considerably, waving her hand. "No worries, everyone has bad

herself? More like a fool- serving cold

speak up. "Ada, I'd like to call off the engagement with

vanished instantly at those words. Simon thought he must have misheard. Clara had never

lost your mind? Do you know what you're saying, and where we are right

off him in waves, unsure if he was angry at Clara's audacity or the unease gnawing

"Simon,

repeatedly.