Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 678

Chapter 678

Ever since Clara came back. Palm Bay felt alive again. The whole place buzzed—

suddenly, even the smallest chores seemed easier for the staff.

As long as Mr. and Mrs. Ferguson weren't fighting, life was sweet. Honestly, Aiden

hoped this stretch of peace would never end. For once, the infamous workaholic

hadn't touched his laptop, spending every moment tending to Clara instead.

Dylan peeled a grape and held it out to her. Clara barely glanced up from her

comic, just leaned over and popped the grape—and his fingertips—into her

mouth. Dylan, distracted, crushed another grape in his other hand without

realizing.

Clara was oblivious. She read a few more pages before noticing his silence. She

glanced over and saw him, elbow propped on the couch, hand covering his

mouth, staring out the window completely lost in thought.

She set her comic aside, peeled a grape herself, and held it to his lips. "Babe,

have one."

His eyelashes fluttered as he looked back at her, eyes landing on her bright,

innocent face. She looked so sweet—almost like a little deer, wide-eyed and

clueless.

But he knew better. This wasn't the real Clara. No one compared to the real her.

He dropped his gaze as she asked quietly, "Are you upset?"

"I'm happy." He answered right away, honest but distracted. "I was just

wondering... if you're mad at me."

He figured she probably didn't like him acting like this. Clara was always so tough.

She grinned. "No way. I'm having so much fun lately. No worries at all. You're

me, and so is

in Dylan's eyes faded the second she mentioned

and slowly wiped the grape

fingertips.

his mood change, Clara fell silent. Dylan cleaned her hand

her fingers to

she could stop them. The feeling was...

describe.

she pulled her hand back

collar. "It's

she was just nervous—all hot and restless.

again.

read a single word, sneaking glances at him from the

eye.

something, a smile tugging at his

in.

to bring Clara to the main

of searching

Walter wanted to see her.

hadn't turned his phone on in

broken, he

hand and led

reached over and ruffled her hair.

snap

as they drove up to

she stuck to his side

grand

Walter's eightieth

soon and the

planning

called

sort out the details.

whole

saw

looking like he wanted

but a single

him sit

room was packed, but Walter and Mrs. Ferguson

Mr. Ferguson is waiting

study."

and turned to Clara. "Come up

The butler hesitated. "Um..."

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