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

and

in Dylan's eyes faded the second she mentioned someone

and slowly

fingertips.

Clara fell silent. Dylan cleaned her hand until it

her fingers to his

stop them. The

describe.

flashed to last night. Flustered, she pulled her

collar. "It's kinda

just nervous—all

her comic again.

read a single word, sneaking glances

eye.

smile tugging at his lips,

in.

to bring Clara to the main house

had made a big show of searching for her, and

see her. No one knew what to

on in days, ignoring the outside world.

he

Clara's hand and led

got in the car, Dylan reached over and ruffled her hair.

snap

up to the

got out, she stuck

grand

eightieth

up soon and the

planning a

had been called home to

sort out the details.

the whole

saw Clara,

looking like he wanted to

single look

sit

room was packed, but Walter and Mrs. Ferguson were

Ferguson is waiting

study."

and turned to Clara. "Come

The butler hesitated. "Um..."

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