Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 199

When Clara got out of the car, Quinn had already driven off. She stepped into the elevator Quinn had just used, catching a strong whiff of lingering perfume. Clearly, Quinn had gone all out with her appearance today. Was she planning to see Simon?

A quick check on the office chat showed Simon hadn't been around for days. Their wedding was just ten days away, but neither seemed in a hurry to tie the knot.

Instead of heading to her desk, Clara made a beeline for Dylan's office to give him an update. But the office was empty-where had Dylan disappeared to? She quietly moved to the nearby lounge and was about to knock when she overheard his voice.

"I've got this under control. Don't do anything rash. She doesn't hate me as much as she used to, so let's not mess it up.

"I'm at a loss, always have been with her."

Clara paused, her hand hovering in mid-air, as she listened to Dylan's tired but tender tone. Who was he talking to, and who was this "she"? The only person he seemed to care for like that was Eden. Was he finally ready to let go of Shelly, his old flame, and choose Eden?

the sofa in the office. From there, she couldn't hear his

minutes later and looked a little surprised to see

I think I've figured out a way

he replied, casually flipping through papers as if the

what to say next. Her hesitation was broken by the sudden burst

He rushed over and pulled her into

Having learned from past encounters, Simon

death! Why didn't you call if you were okay? Why didn't you let the Bradfords know? Quinn's

within. In Clara's recent memories, she'd never seen Simon in such a

face, a memory of another similar face surfacing in her mind, though she

he gently held her face. "Did you remember something? Clara, you used to