Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 231

Megan nodded and headed to the kitchen. Clara sat down next to Dylan and took her time sterilizing his silverware with hot water. To break the awkward silence, she decided to strike up a conversation.

"Mr. Dylan, have you been sleeping better lately? I noticed those dark circles are almost gone. Did you find a better sleeping pill?”

Dylan did look much healthier these days, and his usual aloof vibe seemed to have eased a bit. He glanced at the bowl she nudged toward him and gave a simple, "Mmm."

Clara thought it was nearly impossible to have a real chat with him since his responses were usually just grunts. Just then, Megan brought out the food.

Clara noticed there were eight dishes, which seemed a bit much, so she tried to get Megan to join them. But Megan shot a quick look at Dylan and declined.

"No, thanks. I don't think Mr. Dylan would be too comfortable with that."

suddenly remembered how Dylan liked his meals in small portions, even at the Ferguson family estate, where everyone

she used a clean fork to serve him some food in

so Clara bravely pulled Megan to sit

cautiously, taking tiny bites, and whenever her eyes met Dylan's, she quickly looked away. Clara got it;

couldn't afford to be too familiar. The meal was pretty quiet, and when Clara saw Dylan eating

for some juice? I heard the

handed it over, and Clara jerked back, nearly dropping it. Dylan frowned, as if questioning

quickly explained, "I just worry my boyfriend might get upset. Even

did you get back with Simon? I thought

replied calmly. "If the chance comes, I'll introduce him. He's

her eyes shining. "That's wonderful! As long as you're happy, that's