Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 426

As the car came to a stop at Palm Bay, Clara was the first to hop out, ready to lend him a hand. But Dylan jerked his hand back, as if she'd shocked him.

Clara rolled her eyes. Just a bit ago, when he was all woozy from the heat, he'd been perfectly happy to hold her hand. Now that he was clear-headed, he seemed to be over it.

She stepped back, letting the Palm Bay staff take over.

Dylan got out of the car with their help, still clutching a sprig of cherry blossom. Clara's heart softened a little. Oh well, she thought, at least he and Z have the same taste.

"Mr. Dylan, I'm heading back now. Don't forget to take your meds and take care of yourself."

"Yeah."

He was already being wheeled inside, not even glancing back. Clara wasn't keen on sticking around to see his mood, so she made her way out.

Getting a cab from here was a pain.

Luckily, a car from Palm Bay pulled up soon, offering her a ride home. She gladly accepted; it was snowing, and the holidays were just around the corner.

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out

exactly who'd sent the flower, quickly found one. But when Dylan placed

"Find a nicer one."

at least a dozen vases, Dylan still

some high-end vases to be sent

from a renowned sculptor arrived, one

find,

his frown disappearing as he placed

taking the vase with him to the

wiped his brow, wondering why a million-dollar vase was

a ton of work just to play house with

second floor, so it would be the first thing he

then he remembered, flowers wilt. That thought wiped

"We could use advanced preservation techniques,

nodded, adding, "Not that it really matters

resisted the urge to roll his eyes, already arranging it on

was too wiped out to even lift a