Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 574

She spun around and left, too angry for words. When she got pushed to her limit, her mind just went completely blank.

This wasn't the first time he'd pulled something like this. So why did she keep falling for it, every single time?

Clara stormed out, almost bumping straight into Aiden as he came in.

Aiden took one look at her face-clearly fuming—and asked, "Ma'am, what happened?"

Clara didn't even slow down. She took a deep breath and tossed over her shoulder, "Ask him yourself."

She didn't have the energy to explain.

With a sharp slam, she shut herself in the guest bedroom, feeling more agitated

than ever.

Meanwhile, Aiden opened the master bedroom door and finally noticed the doorknob was busted.

By the window, Dylan sat with his chin resting on his hand, idly stirring his soup, a faint smile on his lips-like he was in a surprisingly good mood.

Aiden could guess why. Dylan always seemed to get what he wanted.

Deciding it was none of his business, Aiden just called for someone to come fix the doors in the morning.

Back in her room, Clara flopped onto the bed, still restless and upset.

She couldn't sleep.

She got up, headed to the bathroom, and stared at the dark circles under her eyes. With a sigh, she splashed her face with cold water.

But it didn't help. She still felt like a frog in slowly boiling water-trapped, helpless, and getting more anxious by the minute.

This couldn't go on.

out of

clothes and started wandering around the house. As she

she heard it—a soft, almost whispery voice in

and turn left. There's a side door.

it. She looked around but saw no

there it was a side door she'd never seen open before,

Bay was supposed to have ironclad security. Why was

and she almost stepped outside. But then

had been punished by Walter, that meant Walter knew about their marriage. If anyone could break through the security here,

now would be walking

stepped back, her mind suddenly clear. Freedom was important, but her

to leave, but the

hurt. He wants to

froze, her

Z...

Knowing how stubborn he was, there was no telling what

to the main house and sat, lost in

If Walter was involved, he

Z really hurt

she found herself upstairs, standing outside Dylan's

knock when she heard

hesitated, then knocked

even fully closed—it

lowering her gaze as she saw him sitting

"Mr. Dylan, I..."

and just from her face, he could guess what she wanted to

voice calm and cool. "I'm going to

frowned and quickly crossed the room, grabbing his