Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 407

Clara held onto him silently, feeling his pain. The back of his head throbbed so much it made him nauseous-a clear sign of his anxiety.

"Z, whatever medicine you give me, I'll take it. Don't worry about anything else right now. You need proper rest. I'll be here to take care of you for the next few days. You need to sleep for three days straight."

She placed her hands on his shoulders and took a deep breath. "I have some business stuff to sort out, but I'll be back at noon. I'll stay with you until tomorrow and bring you some food. Sound good?"

Her voice was almost soothing. He swallowed hard and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Can you just not leave?"

His voice was soft, and Clara could still feel the warmth coming from him. She closed her eyes and sank back onto the sofa. "I'll push my meeting to noon, stay with you until then, and after my meeting, I'll bring you something to eat. Then you can keep sleeping, okay?"

He nodded slightly, mumbling a quiet "mm." Clara only waited a few seconds before hearing his gentle breathing. He fell asleep so fast; did he not sleep last night either? What was on his mind all the time?

to her meeting, had a quick bite, and stopped by a fancy restaurant to pick up

the road on her phone, adjusting her frameless glasses with elegant fingers. Clara stopped and honked

looked over, raised an eyebrow, quickly ended her call, and walked over to Clara's

consulted a lawyer last time. "No further action. She's backed by the Ferguson family,

timing. Give me a lift? You wouldn't

calm, but dark

"What happened?"

considering marrying Morgan, Nicholas has been relentless, trying to

Greenard family in years, cutting ties to keep things smooth. Nicholas was their golden child, and she couldn't risk any rumors linking her, the