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 did Mrs.

Tara, Mrs. Ferguson patted her hand like she was comforting a prized

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

him last night-he said your past doesn't bother him. If you marry Simon, you'll cut things off with Dylan for

divorce Dylan-Mrs.

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

was clearly done being patient, her

his father today-they have

at least noon and won't see his

obvious: if Clara didn't agree, anything could happen before Dylan had a chance to

divorce Dylan. But who I marry is

never wanted to get dragged into the Ferguson family

if Dylan married you willingly. Enough with the innocent act.

dozen bodyguards filed in, each one looking like

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 the doors shut

guards started to move in, but Dylan's men blocked their