Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 127

Clara's reaction was so over the top that when Dylan reached out to steady her, she deftly sidestepped him. Pressed against the wall, she earnestly said, "Mr. Dylan, looking at you right now would make any woman feel awkward. Maybe it's best you don't look at me."

Dylan was stunned but then broke into a smile before heading to his bed. He picked up the book beside him and, with a calm demeanor, said, "Come over here."

Clara, still lingering by the bathroom wall, appeared quite uneasy. After taking a moment to compose herself, she slowly made her way to the couch and sat down. A small throw pillow lay there, perfect for resting her head. As she lay down and closed her eyes, the sound of Dylan flipping through his book's pages filled the

room.

It was still early, not quite bedtime, but Clara had no idea what else to do but lie there. Suddenly, she remembered-wasn't Jackson still downstairs waiting? "Aren't you going to see Jackson? He seems to be waiting for you."

Dylan paused his page-turning. "I'll get to that later."

He was clearly planning to blow Jackson off.

smile, her phone rang again. This time, it was Ryan on the line. She sighed, leaned back into the couch, and answered. Ryan's accusatory tone

any guilt? She's been crying nonstop, and Simon can't even comfort her. I can't believe you're so heartless. Even if you can't stand her, you

calmly, "I told you, I

eyes welled up with emotion. He had witnessed the incident himself. His mother was right. Clara had changed, becoming cold and even cruel towards her family. How else could she have

coat, ready to storm out, but Naomi stopped

crying her

Ryan replied, "I just

of Clara. She resolved to have Clara committed to

hurried back to Quinn's hospital room. Quinn was on the phone

around much, she had bought baby gifts upon hearing of Quinn's pregnancy. Now,

де