Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 517

The hospital room was dead silent for a whole minute.

Walter was the first to move. He gently helped Eden sit up, his voice tender and full of concern.

"Your forehead's bleeding, sweetheart. Why'd you have to be so reckless? Just look at Dylan's face."

Eden had rushed to Dylan's bedside on pure adrenaline, but now that everything was settling down, she finally looked at him.

But Dylan was still Dylan-sitting in his wheelchair, calm and unreadable, like nothing in the world could bother him.

Eden's heart clenched as she realized what she'd just done.

He'd told her once: as long as she behaved, he'd always protect her.

Had she just crossed a line?

She dropped her head, staring at her battered arms and legs. Tears welled in her eyes.

"Grandpa, I don't care. Please, you have to stand up for me!” Her voice cracked.

Walter helped her back onto the bed. Every inch of her body ached, but nothing hurt as much as her heart.

She loved Dylan-more than anyone. And now, things had gone so wrong.

he cared more about

he

blood. "Dylan, you like Clara, don't you? Are you really that scared to admit it? If your feelings are that cheap,

Aiden snapped, "Ms. Eden!"

wild, her emotions spinning

you lost her to my brother. If you'd told Clara how you felt, maybe you'd be together already! You're

the whole world seemed to go

burned. She didn't

out and patted her head, gentle

focus

YouT

am I supposed to get married like this? My life is ruined. If you side with Clara too, I swear I'll jump out the

voice stayed warm and

worry. Dylan cares about you most. You'll get the answer

her, but also a warning for Dylan. If he didn't do something, the Ferguson family would-and Clara would be the one

threat, and not a

Eden caught on. She smiled, loud and dramatic. "Thank you, Dylan. Thank you,

sneaking a

like she'd said,

leaving the room with

Dylan to lose