Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 572

After she finished wiping him down, Clara let out a long sigh, pulled the blanket over him, and looked up. "Feeling any better?"

Her eyes were so clear, so honest, it almost made him want to scream.

He didn't answer. Instead, he turned his head and stared out the window.

Clara had no clue what he was mad about this time, but whatever it was, it was starting to get on her nerves too.

She tossed the towel into the basin and left the room without another word.

Seriously, what was his deal? The man was a walking minefield-you never knew what would set him off.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she got. By the time she stepped out into the hallway, she was fuming and ran right into the housekeeper coming up the stairs.

The housekeeper greeted her with a big, friendly smile. "Mrs. Carter, dinner's ready. Why don't you come down and have a bite? We made some soup for you since it's that time of the month."

Clara felt like she was already full-full of frustration.

"I'm good, thanks. Just bring some up for him, okay?"

She turned and headed for the guest room, shutting the door a little too hard behind her.

The housekeeper didn't dare ask anything else. Instead, she hurried to the master bedroom and knocked softly. "Sir, dinner's ready, we "

get to finish before a quiet

"Not hungry."

had no idea what was going on with these

looked at the untouched dishes on

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around eleven that night and was immediately cornered by the

all night and wouldn't come down. We didn't want to pry. Aiden, she's not feeling well today either, and she didn't even

evening-he'd just hung out at the office, enjoying the peace and

temples. "You guys go to bed. I'll take care of

room

Dylan was wide awake, flipping through those little

probably read them a hundred

sighed to himself. "Boss, want something

answer. He slipped the booklets into his nightstand drawer and started twirling a

never left his hand.

a long silence, Dylan muttered, “She

the kind of feelings that

She was

No spark, no desire.

front of him, if she didn't