Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 240

Clara stared at the flower in front of her, taking in the scene around her. The

fleeting memory that had just crossed her mind happened right here, and she was the main character. So, was this where she first met Z?

Her brow furrowed as she tried to pull more details from her memory, but the harder she tried, the more her head ached. Raising a hand to massage her temples, a pair of long fingers gently began to rub her temples for her.

Clara wanted to turn around, but the blindfold slipped over her eyes again. She sighed, "Feeling any better?"

"Yeah."

It seemed he wasn't fully recovered; otherwise, why would he be so quiet? She stayed still, waiting for him to tie the blindfold properly before turning around. "Have I been here before?"

As soon as she spoke, the grip on her wrist tightened painfully. She stayed silent, but he quickly realized, releasing her immediately. A red mark had already formed on her pale wrist.

He gently caressed the mark, trying to ease her pain. Sensing his guilt, Clara decided to change the subject. "Our first time was here, wasn't it?"

When she first walked in, the place seemed lovely. The fragmented memories she had were enjoyable, so how did it turn into a fight? The man stayed silent, just tracing her wrist.

frustrated with her memory loss. Not knowing anything made her feel so passive. She raised her hands to touch his

"Yeah."

to remove the blindfold, but he stopped her. "Don't look at

medicine. Why are you out here with a fever? What if you faint? No wonder you've been so quiet today, just like my boss, so

fell silent again. Clara quickly realized her mistake and squeezed his wrist, "Let's soak in the hot tub, sweat it out. I didn't mean to bring up someone

already begun to undo her clothes. Her breathing hitched, and

she sank into the hot tub, leaning against Z's chest, she remembered the gossip Scarlette had shared earlier. "Hey, Z, do you know what people say about your boss? They say he used to be an undercover agent, but

limp as she leaned further into him. She summarized what Scarlette had said and asked lazily, "Have

for a

perked up, slowly turning to sit on his lap, with only her shoulder

rippling around them. His gaze deepened, Adam's apple bobbing, as his fingers moved down to hold her. "Some parts are exaggerated, but it's

pretty legendary. No wonder he's so successful with

him, she straddled his lap, resting her chin on his shoulder. The mischief of his fingers occasionally interrupted her speech. After a long pause, his hand stilled. "He found the girl who once

lashes fluttered. Someone had once deceived him with this story, yet he found her himself what a twist of fate. She

ended very

hand stroked her back as he spoke, "By

lightly, "You sure