Chapter 114

She figured Dylan would be back soon, but the next time she saw him was a whole three hours later. He looked awful, his face so pale that his lips stood out in stark red contrast.

Jackson was right there beside him, looking worried sick. "Where are your meds? Where are they?"

Dylan just waved him off, beads of sweat collecting on his nose. Clara watched the whole thing unfold, feeling completely clueless. She quickly opened the car door, hoping to find the meds, but she had no idea what Dylan actually took.

As she kept searching, Jackson roughly pulled her aside. "Move it! Don't waste time."

His tone was sharp as he dug through the car, eventually finding a white bottle. He shook out some pills and tried to get Dylan to take them. You could tell Jackson and Dylan were close; his hands were shaking with fear for Dylan.

But Dylan just turned his head, exhaustion written all over his face. Jackson lost it. "Take them. What on earth are you waiting for?"

She definitely couldn't handle the Ferguson family's fury. She'd be screwed. "Mr. Dylan, do you need anything

noticed the red streaks in his

was instantly furious. "Get your filthy hands

nearly toppling over.

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Dylan, his face darkening. "Clara, drop those ideas. Do you think because you can't have Simon, you can marry Dylan and become Simon's

his rant, he turned back to check on Dylan. Dylan had his

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towards the car. "I'll take you

Jackson wanted to have another go at her,

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