Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 141

Simon's grip on his phone was as tight as a vice. He felt absolutely dreadful. Taking a deep breath, he snapped, "Just check the news yourselves! The recording of Quinn and the doctor is all over the internet. Do you know how many people are laughing at me right now? They say I'm being played for a fool by a crafty woman!"

He turned on his heel, ready to storm off. Quinn had never seen him this upset before; he'd always kept his cool around her. Panicked, she rushed after him, fumbling with her phone.

"Simon, what news are you talking about? I honestly have no idea," she pleaded.

As soon as he played the recording, her face went pale with shock. Naomi and Ryan stood there, equally stunned.

Quinn's eyes were wide with panic, and she quickly retorted, "This recording is so fake. Someone's setting me up. It must be Clara framing me, boo hoo."

in the

rooted to the spot, watching her cry, feeling strangely annoyed. In the past, a single tear from Quinn would make him melt, but now her tears seemed

so many tears, and

turned to leave, but Quinn swiftly grabbed

have today, anyone can mimic my voice. It's really not me. I swear on everything, if it is, let lightning

mind a whirlwind. "I need to go

red. Naomi wrapped her in a comforting hug and

to be my sister. She's getting back at us for sending her to the asylum. Mom, if everyone thinks I'm

it, how could she ever marry into the Ferguson family? Naomi grew anxious too. If Clara did this, they had

don't worry. I'll go find