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?

on, "It's just strange. Clara used to avoid Dylan like the plague. I asked her once, and she said he

voice shifted to a calm, steady tone.

the situation dawning on him. "What do you mean? She did mention amnesia, but she's cried wolf

her get too close to Dylan. If she remembers, she'd be crushed. You know

because of her memory loss. If she regained her memories, she'd be back to her old self, always

by his side. Ryan, still anxious, pressed on. "Think of something. What if she

was enough to make

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

remember, Ryan. You don't want her to be so distant, do you? Haven't you noticed that she's indifferent to everyone

chest but tried to play it cool.

But didn't you say she slapped you to defend some random guy?

if stung. "I didn't realize she really had amnesia. If it were the old Clara, she'd never treat me like that. She'd cook for me and speak kindly. Even when she was mad, I could cheer her up, and

the more hurt

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

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