Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 194

Two days passed, and Clara finally regained her freedom to move around. She had spent the past week acting as Dylan's personal sleep aid, lying still as a statue in bed.

After a refreshing shower that morning, Clara declared her plans to leave Palm Bay. Engrossed in his morning paper on the sofa, Dylan barely flinched at her announcement.

Clara quickly filled in the details, "You know that Mercy Hospital out in the countryside? I mentioned I needed to convince Calix to move. I've been delayed because of my injuries, but I'll be back on track now. Just checking, Mr. Dylan- you're not planning to fire me, right?"

Dylan paused, his grip on the newspaper tightening before he looked up slowly. He'd been sleeping well all week, and it showed in his healthier appearance.

"Who said anything about firing you?"

exhaled in relief, her face lighting up. "That's a relief! I'll head to the hospital soon

she paid a visit and dug into the details of the accident. As she drove off, Clara checked her phone, which had been off for ages. After giving

now seemed a bit late. But just as she was en route to the hospital, her phone

Bradford family saying

raised an eyebrow and shot back

gets you. Word is, the

by Quinn's antics. If anyone would throw a party over her supposed demise, it'd

Quinn's bank activity and found a hefty sum transferred to an account in Mexico.