Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 158

She had no clue that when Simon caught sight of her darting out of the café to catch up with Dylan, his expression turned as dark as a thundercloud. He watched her intently, never once tearing his gaze away.

Ryan, sitting across from Simon, noticed the intense look and broke the silence. "Simon, what's up with you?"

As Ryan spoke, he glanced over at the spot where Clara had vanished,

scratching his head in confusion. "What's going on with Clara? Why's she

suddenly buddying up to Dylan? I remember her saying she couldn't stand him. And isn't Dylan supposed to have a kid or something?"

Simon looked genuinely taken aback. "Who told you that?"

"Clara did," Ryan replied, running a hand through his hair.

Clara said that? No way. When did she say it?

Dylan like the plague. I asked her

to a calm, steady tone. "Clara's amnesia might

but she's cried wolf so many

"If she really has amnesia, we can't let her get too close to Dylan. If she remembers, she'd be crushed. You know

his chest. She wasn't into him anymore because of her memory loss. If she regained her memories, she'd be back to her old self, always trailing after him with those dreamy,

hand by his side. Ryan, still anxious, pressed on. "Think of something. What if she falls for Dylan? I can't bear the thought of that ice-cold guy as my brother-in-law.

thought was enough to make

on Simon, even though Simon was soon to be Quinn's husband and probably shouldn't meddle in

don't want her to be so distant, do you?

chest but tried to play it

slapped you to defend some random guy? She'd have never

she'd never treat me like that. She'd cook for me and speak kindly. Even when she was mad, I

he talked, the more hurt

me, and let's help her remember the Clara she used