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.

better, and his

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

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

cutting a small piece and bringing it to

curse words ready to spill out, but now, whether to curse or not left him stuck. He felt utterly manipulated. But he really did

A bit sour

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,

only made such

her side and her face

Quinn, Ryan hurried to make amends. "Quinn, Clara's here. Can you two not argue

up with a forced smile. "I'll take a walk outside. I have a

gaze quickly landing back on

in so much pain right now. You don't know how scared I

it was