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.

through the darkness, she caught the sweep of headlights

came in, someone quickly

had half a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup for dinner. She went upstairs two hours ago and

steering his

home drunk, but tonight, he'd clearly had a few too many. Even

glanced at Aiden, who was changing his shoes. His voice was serious. "Take good care of-of the lady of the house

called her "Ms. Clara," but caught

nodded

handle just about anything but this time, he honestly didn't know what to do. For once, he just fest helpless.

things one

a time.

the guest room. He went straight to his own master

certificates he'd brought

and headed for a

over him, and for a moment,

his reflection-cheeks flushed from the

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

tying

his laptop was waiting-he still had late-night meetings with