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.

housekeeper

carefully, asking if

join them.

but she didn't want to just leave,

see what Clara

ate quietly, letting Dylan put food on her plate. Every

at him

the side, gripping her

turned white.

almost unreal-Dylan actually looked

for years, but right now, there

He was genuinely happy.

Clara, Mrs. Ferguson

have hands? She can't

didn't respond. He just turned to

"Yeah?" she replied softly.

tapped the corner

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

honey."

a small smile tugging at his

spoon fell to

sit there

got in the

phone rang. It was

deep sigh. "Tara,

want to push him anymore. Let's

tightened on her phone. Clara's been found? Didn't her

would go smoothly?

covered it up. "I'm glad she's safe. Honestly, I

he

Ferguson thought back

just witnessed, feeling

mix of emotions.

completely

I've never seen him like

I never should've come

all. Maybe he knows

as

things, that's

me."

voice sounding sweet but cold. "As long as

take care

only for her phone

was Walter.

call and drove

house.

she entered the study, Walter was

looked up.

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