Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 736

Ryan couldn't help but let out a dry laugh—was this guy for real? Who did he think he was, asking questions like that?

Before Ryan could say anything, Dylan picked up the mug from the table and took a sip. The tea was cold and bitter.

"Clara's doing fine now," Dylan said, his tone almost casual. "As her brother-in- law, isn't it normal to check in with you about her past?"

Brother-in-law? Ryan nearly lost it. What a load of crap. Everyone knew Dylan had forced Clara into that marriage.

Ryan took a slow, steadying breath, ready to snap back, but Dylan looked up, meeting his eyes. "Did Clara used to lose her memory a lot?"

The way Dylan said her name-soft, almost gentle-made Ryan grit his teeth. But the question was serious, and Ryan had no choice but to swallow his irritation. He dropped down onto the couch with a heavy sigh.

"How is Clara doing now?" he asked, his voice rougher than he meant.

"She's okay," Dylan replied.

episode. She was obsessed with Simon, practically followed him everywhere, even when people laughed at her. My parents were embarrassed. Honestly, we all thought she was faking it, trying to get Simon's attention. I did too. I mean, who loses their memory that

mug, a strange ache tugging at his chest, like something raw and

memories, his anger fading. "Clara was always good to me. She'd cook for me whenever she had time. But when she was around Simon, people would make fun of her. I tried talking sense into her; she never listened. After a while, I got tired of it. I couldn't believe someone like her was my sister. So every time she said she'd forgotten us, we

save me, she looked just like she did back then. And I started thinking-maybe all those times she lost her memory were real. We just didn't want to believe it. I've been digging into it, trying to figure out what's really

why he was willing to sit here and talk with Dylan-because Dylan might

After a long pause, he finally spoke, his voice low and rough. "Did she ever mention

then, Clara only had eyes for Simon. Things were bad between us, so

up, ready

him, blurting out, "Dylan, I don't know everything, but I do know

without another word. He

sat across from the doctor. "You were right," he admitted quietly. "Clara's

handing