Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 591

Clara's lips twitched into a faint smile-finally, a chance to get out of the house.

"Yes, Mrs. Ferguson, you don't have to worry. I can divorce Dylan anytime." Her tone was so casual, it almost sounded like she was talking about canceling a lunch date instead of ending a marriage.

Mrs. Ferguson hadn't even started her usual threats, and Clara had already tossed "divorce" on the table like it was nothing. The air in the room shifted, tense and crackling. Mrs. Ferguson had expected a fight, but Clara was playing a completely different game.

Mrs. Ferguson narrowed her eyes. "You'd really go through with it?"

"Mrs. Ferguson, Dylan only married me because he needed a stand-in. It could have been anyone. He doesn't love me, and I don't love him. We both have our own feelings for other people. There's nothing to hold onto here. Honestly, this marriage has never felt real to me."

She remembered how lost Dylan looked last night, like he'd been hit by something he couldn't shake off.

It was obvious-Dylan respected Mrs. Ferguson too much to stand up to her, especially when it involved Tara.

Clara thought she'd made her intentions clear, but Mrs. Ferguson just let out a cold, quiet laugh.

"No wonder Dylan chose you. You're good at reading people. But I'm not so easily fooled, Clara. I'm not like everyone else you can't get rid of me with a few pretty words."

So what

hand like

this role her whole life. She's the daughter-in-law I want. If Dylan insists on marrying you, he'll only make himself miserable. His place in this family isn't just about him—everyone he loves has suffered for his success.

night-he said your past doesn't bother him. If you

Dylan-Mrs. Ferguson wanted her to

in someone else's chess game, her fate handed off from one player to another. The whole thing left her

being patient, her gaze sharp as a

or no? Dylan's with his

and won't see his

was obvious: if Clara didn't agree, anything could

as I said, I can divorce Dylan. But who

regular person-I never wanted to get dragged into

"You must be something special if Dylan married you willingly. Enough with the innocent act.

dozen bodyguards filed in, each one looking like they'd walked straight

then, with the doors to the living room open, that Clara realized Mrs. Ferguson's people and Dylan's people were already facing off, the tension heavy in the air. She hadn't

started to move in, but Dylan's men