Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 236

Has Dylan's condition really gotten this bad?

If Dylan were to die because of her...

A chill ran down her spine, and she straightened up even more.

After kneeling for what felt like an eternity, she finally saw Aiden approaching, and her eyes lit up.

Aiden, still in his work clothes, quickly placed a pastry in front of her.

"Here, eat this."

Clara wasn't in the mood for food and quickly asked, "How's Mr. Dylan? Hasn't he woken up yet?"

"He's up. Cedric's giving him a lecture right now, so I can't go in. Cedric got a real scare this time. There are a few others with him, and they're probably going to be talking for a while. The boss's phone has been taken away, and he might need to rest at home for a few days."

Clara let out a sigh of relief. At least he was awake.

She felt a wave of regret wash over her. Dylan was such a good person, and yet, because of her...

Her eyes welled up with tears, and she sniffled.

Seeing her on the verge of tears, Aiden quickly cleared his throat.

he ate this time; this was just the trigger. He used to be really hard on himself, going days without eating, smoking, drinking. Trips to the hospital for bleeding were

stopped instantly,

Dylan had

“No one's born an adult. The boss had

tug at her heart. Talking

didn't know Dylan well

then? Did he

let's drop it. Cedric's coming

quickly turned and headed back into the

she didn't

she quickly devoured the pastry Aiden brought, just as

a message from

[Sick. Hurts.]

jumped up in panic.

when she heard the courtyard door creak open, and Cedric walked

her phone down and knelt straight

before letting out a sneer, "You do

to utter a word, afraid she'd be hauled off any

too weary to say much more and just rubbed

your grandfather... Forget it. Just

some connection with

a wave of relief