Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 722

The bathtub was big enough for both of them. He gathered her into his arms, and

they just sat there, soaking in the warm water together.

Clara's cheeks were bright red. From where he sat, he could see her lips slightly

parted, a little sheen of sweat trickling down from her forehead.

He tightened his hold on her, thinking for a few seconds before slowly lowering his

head, about to kiss her.

But she opened her eyes, staring up at him, catching him mid-move.

Realizing she was awake, he froze, suddenly hesitant.

Clara watched him for a few seconds, then her eyes fluttered closed for real this

time, her head resting against his chest, only the side of her face visible.

Dylan pressed his lips together, letting out a rough, resigned sigh as he rested his

chin on the top of her head.

"Stop torturing me," he whispered, voice hoarse.

It felt like he was living with a sword hanging over his head, never knowing when

it might fall.

After about fifteen minutes, he carefully washed her up, then carried her back to

bed.

Clara seemed to sense how relaxed her body was—she tucked herself under the

covers and fell asleep almost instantly.

Dylan dried himself off and came back to the bedside. Half her face was buried

the blanket, her breathing soft and

gently lifted the edge of the

her hand instinctively reached out, wrapping around

waist.

barely

the whole night lying there, tense, while

clutching his arm, sometimes curling up against his

him in

time, he'd freeze up,

slept soundly all the way until

the doctor to check

with concern.

more rest," the

at her bedside and just nodded.

in, letting him know the old

breakfast.

not going," Dylan said

awkward.

overseas, and it

wanted Dylan

back to the main

it off for two years, but

waiting

along.

"Sir..." Aiden started.

to

then rubbed her forehead. "Why am I

bedroom again?"

bed,

icy Clara, or the sweet Clara who called him 'husband'

soft voice.

fingers for a long

asking, "What is it?"

to Aiden. "What's

did Dylan look so pale?