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."

even at the Ferguson family estate, where everyone used serving utensils first. She

in a small dish and looked at him warmly.

silent, so Clara bravely pulled

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

Moonlight, where Dylan was a top client, she couldn't afford to be too familiar. The meal was pretty quiet, and when Clara saw Dylan eating

Dylan, care for some juice? I heard the

her. Their fingers brushed slightly as she handed it over, and Clara jerked back, nearly dropping it. Dylan frowned, as if

upset. Even though he listens to me, he's

a hint of joy. "Clara, did you get back with Simon? I thought you couldn't let him

the chance comes, I'll introduce him. He's just not into socializing

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