Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 369

Z stayed quiet, watching as she closed her eyes, clearly making an effort not to sneak a peek at him. He swallowed hard, twice.

Clara, worried that her words might have upset him, quickly added, "He rear- ended my car, and you know he's loaded, right? He just handed me a check like it was nothing. Might as well take it; that's how the rich roll, carefree. So, what do you want? Pick something!"

After a few moments, Z took the phone from her and, without any hesitation, picked out a matching set of luxury watches, totaling a cool hundred grand.

He gave the phone back to Clara, who paid for them without missing a beat. She liked how direct Z was when asked to choose, he chose, and when he missed her, he showed up. Compared to Dylan, who could barely string a sentence together, Z was refreshingly straightforward.

She turned off the phone, tossed it aside, and settled back onto his lap. Being with him meant she didn't have to pretend or put on a front.

His fingers gently massaged her temples. Clara heard him ask, "Are you planning to take care of me?"

She smiled, "Sure, I'll work hard to make that happen."

"I don't need much, just as long as you don't leave me," he said softly, his fingers tenderly brushing her cheek.

Clara wasn't sure why he felt insecure, but she quickly reassured him, "I won't. Even if I get my memory back someday, I'll still be here with you."

over the past few days. Tomorrow was going to be tough—securing more business for the Bradford family was no small feat. Now that she was in charge, many were waiting

a little girl in a boxing ring, practicing

said, "Clara, why

"Brother, I'm not tired."

Will you rest with

see his

her

won't let anyone hurt you." The misty figure laughed, and they were both so young

arms.

promise to

important person in the world to

vowed passionately, wanting to give

shifted to chaos-bodies

see but felt the deep

her cheek

"Brother..."