Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 542

She honestly didn't expect the housekeeper to say yes, but the woman just nodded and respectfully opened the door to the guest room next door.

"Ma'am, this way please."

Clara winced a little at the word "ma'am." It was like a constant reminder that she was married now-an identity she still hadn't settled into.

Annoyed, she stepped into the guest room and asked, "Can I have the room at the very end of the hall instead?"

The housekeeper dropped her gaze. "Please, ma'am, don't make things difficult for us."

Clara took a long, steadying breath. Clearly, this guest room was Dylan's line in the sand.

As soon as the housekeeper left, Clara shut the door behind her and headed straight to the bathroom to soak in the tub.

But the longer she stayed in the hot water, the more restless she felt.

When she finally stepped out, her eyes drifted to the walk-in closet. It was packed with clothes in her size-every tag cut off, every shelf and rack filled. Dresses, bags, shoes, jewelry-everything, as if this thirty-square-meter closet had been designed just for her.

She sat on the edge of the bed, feeling numb, staring blankly out the window.

No matter how many times she tried to calm herself, everything still felt unreal, like she was stuck in someone else's life.

had fallen, and through the

in, someone quickly reported to

bowl of rice and a bowl of soup for dinner. She went upstairs

just muttered an "Mm," steering his wheelchair toward

he'd clearly had a few too many. Even at work dinners,

at Aiden, who was changing his shoes. His voice was serious. "Take good care

called her "Ms.

nodded quickly.

time, he honestly didn't know what to do.

take things one

a time.

didn't even glance at the guest room. He went straight to his

certificates he'd brought home into

headed

poured over him, and for a moment, everything

his reflection-cheeks flushed from

like this. Only when the water droplets started to blur his reflection did he

a bathrobe, tying it loosely at

waiting-he still had late-night meetings with the