Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 294

Finally, with a determined shove, she flung herself and the door into the cabin, leaving the raging storm outside. Shivering from the cold, she quickly switched on the heater and sniffled.

Her phone still had no signal, leaving her stranded and unable to reach anyone. She had no clue when the storm would blow over, but it couldn't last more than a week, right?

With nothing else to do, she decided to change out of her wet clothes. Luckily, the closet had some extra linens, and the bed was neatly made with fresh blankets. She sneezed, hunching her shoulders against the chill.

Peeling off her soaked clothes, she took a hot shower, which warmed her up a bit. Then, she lay down, listening to the storm's fury outside, planning to sleep and figure things out later.

Suddenly, her phone rang. Did she finally have a signal? She grabbed it quickly. It was Aiden calling, but the signal was patchy.

only caught, "The CEO came to the island to find

thought she must have misheard and quickly asked, "Aiden, are you kidding? In this weather, you let

out anything else. Clara took a deep breath, touched by Dylan's gesture but worried sick

a disaster movie, with debris swirling in the wind. Getting hit could be disastrous. There was no way she could sleep now. She hurriedly put her wet clothes

pounded her face harder, like tiny needles. She struggled forward,

she spotted a silhouette. Was it her imagination,

so fierce she could barely keep her eyes open. It took

repeated, finding him lying on the ground, drenched and

hug. Despite the chaos around them, the embrace

to the locals earlier. Let's get you there."