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

the house. As

it—a soft, almost whispery

forward two hundred steps and turn left. There's a side door. Nobody's there right

thought she was imagining it. She looked around but saw

directions. And there it was a side door she'd never seen open before, now quietly

was supposed to

her, and she

Walter knew about their marriage.

out right now would be walking into

Freedom

leave, but

to see your boyfriend? He's badly hurt. He wants to see you

her face going

Z...

so long. Knowing how stubborn he was,

wandered back to the

he could definitely

really

she found herself upstairs, standing outside Dylan's

to knock when she heard a cough from

then knocked

fully

inside, lowering her gaze as she saw him

"Mr. Dylan, I..."

her face,

set his book aside, his voice calm and cool.

and quickly crossed the room, grabbing his