Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 612

She was never really part of the Bradford family to begin with. This time, when

she headed back to the Capital, she planned to take Z with her, move to another city, and never look back.

A day went by.

Clara was sitting on a bench in the village when someone called out behind her.

"Clara, is your foot any better? Want to take some more medicine?"

This village was a good day's drive from downtown Capital, tucked right on the edge of the city. She'd walked nonstop for two days and nights, her feet covered in blisters. Luckily, the place she was staying belonged to a local herbalist.

She turned and smiled at the girl with twin braids.

"I'm feeling a lot better, Emily. Thanks."

Emily was the one who took her in. Her parents worked in the Capital and left her to be raised by her grandfather in the countryside. The old man was a renowned herbalist, and Emily had picked up a lot from him over the years.

Emily came over and crouched down to take a look at Clara's foot.

"It's healing, but you should still rest up. Try not to walk around too much."

Clara nodded. It had been ages since she'd chatted with someone so easily.

So much had happened in the Capital-just the mess with Ryan was enough to drive her crazy, not to mention that sudden, ridiculous marriage to Dylan. For the first time in a long while, she finally felt like she had a moment to herself.

in the

this were filled with old people and little kids left behind by parents working in the city. But here, there were a ton of middle-aged men, and all of them

stayed inside at Emily's, but now, watching a dozen or so men pass by in the distance, she couldn't

there are so many

and she looked a little awkward at

to work there too, but for some reason, they ended up taking my little brother to the city

center?

Weird.

until tomorrow, and Clara had nothing to

rehab center? Wouldn't Western medicine work faster on my

around here, getting a job at that center is a big deal The village chief is basically in charge of everything. His family drives luxury cars, and every year, on his birthday, people line up to suck up to

the rehab center, it took over most of our family's land. My granddad tried to fight it and ended

that was all

twenty, still at that age where she couldn't

barely finished

the house her grandfather's. His voice, rough and aged, came

Clara's arm. "Just don't go near that

so pretty, Clara-I'm

a whole day and

girl from the Bolton family was

cause trouble for herself, so she

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Capital City, Palm Bay.