Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 541

His words changed the vibe in the suite immediately-suddenly, everything felt a little off.

Nicholas couldn't hold back. "Willing or not, honestly, it's better if she isn't. Dylan marrying her is just to make her miserable anyway. No wonder Chase said not to get on Dylan's bad side. Who else would use their own marriage as a weapon for revenge? Only him. That's cold."

Jackson finally snapped, jaw tight. "How did you even realize you liked Scarlette back then?"

Just hearing Scarlette's name was enough to put out the fire in Nicholas's eyes.

He looked down, tracing the rim of his glass with his finger. "Wasn't sure at first. I just felt super possessive, you know? Then, when I hit puberty, I started dreaming about her had to change my sheets every night for a week."

Honestly, if he hadn't realized he liked her after all that, he'd have to be an idiot.

Jackson didn't say anything, just thought, Classic Nicholas.

Meanwhile, Richard hadn't taken his eyes off Dylan since Jackson brought up whether Clara was even willing.

Dylan, of course, never answered.

A sharp smack echoed as a card landed on the coffee table-this time Jackson's.

He flopped back into his seat, chin propped on one hand. "I don't get why you're into Clara, but if that's what you want, I'll respect it. My wedding gift's the same as Chase's."

He nodded at Nicholas.

Nicholas patted his pockets, clearly empty. "I'll owe you."

Dylan's lips curled just a little as he picked up the red marriage certificate from the table and tucked it away like it was something precious.

the cards. Instead, he just asked,

they'd probably be happy to toast him—at

what kind of

Clara was always unpredictable.

felt like

leaned back, staring up at the ceiling, voice steady. "I'm not drinking. I don't want to get

a quiet laugh, called Aiden in to collect

with a pop,

forced marriage wasn't sweet, but having her close, for once, felt

reasons to see her-she'd be at home,

his gaze, hiding whatever

*

fit for a king, but she couldn't eat a

She'd

married on a

her ex-boss, Who could she

no

would believe her?

more and more irritated as time

been a whole week with zero contact from

was worried

some guy, he'd probably drop dead

rice in her bowl, appetite

"Mrs. Carter, please try to

if I don't finish my meal? Got some kind of quota to