Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 125

Clara let out a deep sigh, knowing full well that hiding wasn't a real solution. She set the towel aside and heard him ask, "What's going on this time?" She really needed to get this off her chest.

"I got set up by Quinn. She lost her baby and blamed me for pushing her. Now my mom's talking about sending me to a psychiatric hospital."

After she said it, she leaned back, her eyes a bit lost in thought. Her heart wasn't made of stone. Even with her memory issues, thinking about this stuff still hurt.

Dylan reached out his hand. His fist was clenched, and even his nails were perfect. Her mind wandered, amazed that a person could be so flawless.

Just as her thoughts were drifting, his tightly clenched fist opened up, revealing a piece of candy in his palm. With Dylan's cool demeanor, the gesture was kind of... amusing.

Her gloomy thoughts vanished instantly. She took the candy with a faint smile on her lips. "I'm not a kid anymore."

and brushed against Dylan's palm. Dylan just gave her a quick glance and looked

it into her mouth, the spreading sweetness soothing

wouldn't stop buzzing. When she checked, it was either Naomi or Johnny calling, and of course, Quinn, likely trying to

spotted Jackson waiting. He was

probably from a woman. Last night, he mentioned finding someone to

Jackson's

faded when he

his idea for Clara

just let out a sarcastic chuckle. Clara stayed silent. There

She felt a bit of satisfaction as Dylan

was being snubbed. He pressed his lips together and

the sofa in the lobby, waiting for