Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 405

The man glanced at her through the rearview mirror and suddenly said, "Maybe you could talk to him."

Clara gazed out the window at the snowflakes swirling around, her eyes distant. “I barely know his past, so how can I really help? If staying there gives him peace, would asking him to leave in the name of love actually be right?"

She closed her eyes slowly, leaning back against the seat. "Sometimes, I just don't know how to be with him."

She wasn't sure who owed whom in their history, so she always felt the need to give him some slack.

The man was surprised by how deeply she was thinking about it all. Clara was sharp and could easily draw people in, but her clarity was a double-edged sword.

As they stopped at a red light, he sighed. "Has he ever talked about his brother to you?"

"He mentioned it a couple of times, but I don't really know the details."

She thought he'd say more, but even as the car moved again, he stayed quiet.

arrived

outside, it was dark, giving

first. Seeing the man still in the car, she asked, "What should

it'll take a toll on his body.

abruptly, taking a

effects, like hallucinations. I tried to

have

and was about to leave when the man handed her a packet

a fever but refuses to go to the hospital. Make

mix of anger and worry. Why was he neglecting

medicine

this annoying habit of avoiding his bedroom, always

busy lately, she

went straight to the sofa and found a faint figure lying

knelt beside him and touched his forehead, flinching at how hot it