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."

darkened. So what

her hand

practically born to be the next Mrs. Ferguson. She's an architectural genius, plays piano, paints, speaks three languages-she's been trained for 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. If you're the reason it

always liked you. I talked to him last night-he said your past doesn't bother him. If you marry

just to divorce Dylan-Mrs. Ferguson wanted her to

game, her fate handed off from one player to another. The whole thing

was clearly done being patient, her gaze sharp

you saying yes or no? Dylan's with his father today-they have

noon and won't see his

Clara didn't agree, anything could happen before Dylan had

divorce Dylan.

regular person-I never wanted to get dragged into the Ferguson

Regular?" Mrs. Ferguson snorted. "You must be something special if Dylan married you

in, each one looking like

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 noticed with

guards started to move in, but Dylan's men