Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 676

Chapter 676

Mrs. Ferguson took a few deep breaths, rubbing her forehead. "Forget it. I'm done

talking about you and Clara. The folks overseas keep pressing me-it's time for

you to go abroad. When are you leaving? The elders want to meet you."

"We'll talk about it later," Dylan replied, his tone flat.

Mrs. Ferguson's face darkened, her jaw clenched. "You-"

Before she could finish, footsteps sounded from upstairs.

Clara appeared, barefoot and in comfy loungewear, her hair falling softly around

her face. She looked relaxed, almost glowing.

Mrs. Ferguson tried to keep it together, but in the end, she couldn't help but snap.

"This is ridiculous! Look at yourself! Is this how you should act? If a girl like you

marries into the Ferguson family, people will laugh at us! And you, Dylan, you

want to take her overseas? Are you trying to embarrass me?"

Clara froze in place, startled by the harsh words.

She could see it clearly now-Mrs. Ferguson did not like her.

Dylan, unfazed, waved Clara over and patted the seat beside him. "Come here."

Clara glanced nervously at Mrs. Ferguson, then quietly went to sit next to Dylan.

Mrs. Ferguson's anger was barely contained; her jaw was so tight she looked like

she might break a tooth. If she hadn't been dealing with this kind of stress for

days, she might have actually passed out from rage.

"Mother, you're scaring her," Dylan said calmly.

He picked up a glass of water and held it to Clara's lips. "Didn't you want to sleep

a little longer?"

She'd barely slept last night, crying herself to sleep, and yet she was already up.

Clara gripped his arm, sneaking another look at Mrs. Ferguson, unsure if she

should say anything.

But Dylan just set the glass down and spoke gently, his tone steady and

comforting. "Don't worry about anyone else. Are you hungry?"

She nodded.

motioned for the housekeeper

Mrs. Ferguson carefully, asking

join them.

she didn't want to just

what Clara would do this

food on her plate. Every

at him

side, gripping

turned white.

unreal-Dylan actually looked

for years, but right now,

He was genuinely happy.

such care of Clara,

have hands? She

He just turned to

"Yeah?" she replied softly.

tapped the corner

understood, leaned in, and kissed his cheek. "Thank

honey."

small smile tugging at his

Ferguson's spoon fell to the floor with

there any longer.

she got in the car,

phone rang.

a deep sigh. "Tara, Clara's been found. Dylan's

push him anymore. Let's just see what

on her phone. Clara's been found?

go smoothly? How

"I'm glad she's safe. Honestly, I was just

Dylan. Is he

Ferguson thought back to

witnessed, feeling

of emotions.

completely

seen him

I never

Maybe he knows what

as he

things, that's

me."

forced a polite smile, her voice sounding

Ferguson, take care of

for her phone to ring

was Walter.

call and drove straight

house.

study,

up.

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