Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 137

Clara found herself in an asylum. She was led into a spacious room by the head of the facility. The room was quite large, and she was locked inside. "Clara, you'll be staying here for a while," they informed her.

She glanced around, surprised that the environment was actually quite decent. There was no way to contact anyone, as the Bradford family bodyguards had confiscated her phone while she was in the car. They probably handed it over to Johnny.

Just as she was about to drift into sleep, she heard the soft creak of a door opening. "Clara, darling. I'm here."

Her eyes flew open, spotting Nate standing at the bathroom door. He had been hiding there all along. Her expression changed instantly. "What are you doing here?"

Nate's face was smug, full of lewd intentions. "What do you think? Your mother asked me to keep you company! She's really thoughtful, huh? Don't you find the scent in this room a bit odd? It's her wedding gift to us!"

had smelt something strange but assumed it was just

he sneered. "This room is filled with sedatives;

been eyeing Clara ever since she managed to outsmart him previously. Now, with no one to help her, he thought he could do as

his

take effect, leaving her feeling weak.

the glass. Bending down, she picked

"Jeez! Are you crazy?!" He moved closer, but Clara raised the glass shard to her neck. "Don't come

as she looked at him, her gaze

was almost hopping with frustration. He had such a beautiful woman in front of him yet was unable to touch her! "Clara, don't do anything rash. Do you really despise me that much? It'll just happen a couple of times, and we're supposed to get married anyway. I treat you well, better than any other woman! You're still hung up on Simon, aren't you? You're

the wall, pressing the glass shard deeper into her neck, blood trickling down. Nate had never