Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 122

The smile on Quinn's face faded away completely. In the past, she could easily charm her younger brother with sweet words, but now Ryan wasn't so easily swayed.

Clara overheard their conversation and couldn't help but chuckle.

Ryan, hearing her voice, got excited and almost got up, but then remembered something and slowly sat back down, deliberately turning his head to the side. "What are you doing here? My leg's been broken for eighteen hours. Were you waiting for me to kick the bucket before showing up?"

He frowned, refusing to look at Clara, clearly upset.

Ryan noticed Clara's empty hands. Most visitors brought flowers to a patient, but his sister had come empty-handed. It was obvious she hadn't given him much thought.

He thought about how Clara had used him and then tossed him aside and it only reignited his anger.

“Clara, just leave. I don't need you here."

Clara knew him too well. The more he wanted something, the more he'd insist he didn't. She sat down beside him, casually picked up some fruit from the bedside table, and started peeling it.

felt a lot better, and his anger

apple, and as Ryan reached out to take it, he watched

bristled instantly, his chest heaving with anger. If his leg weren't wrapped in bandages,

and bringing it to his lips. "Alright, I'm done

not left him stuck. He felt utterly manipulated. But he really did want to eat the fruit she held, so after a moment's hesitation, he finally leaned down to

A bit

almost too much for Quinn to bear. She knew Ryan's personality well. He was spoiled and dismissive of those he didn't care about. The more he cared, the more he'd belittle them, like a kid seeking

such

hand clenched at her side and her face

to make amends. "Quinn, Clara's here. Can you two not argue today? Just for my

a forced smile. "I'll take a walk outside. I have a few words

nodded, his gaze quickly

pain right now.

almost thought it