Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 806

"Mr. Dylan, Clara's seriously hurt. Aren't you going to check on her?"

Dylan stopped in his tracks, glancing at the woman beside him. Megan couldn't remember the last time they'd actually looked each other in the eye like this.

Truth was, she'd had Dylan's contact for ages—he'd even added her first. Back then, she'd been over the moon, until he messaged: "Can you update me about her now and then?"

He'd come to the school once-probably for Clara's graduation. Clara was right in the middle of everything, soaking up everyone's attention, complaining to anyone who'd listen about her missing uniform.

Megan had fallen for Dylan at first sight. Just one look, and she was a goner. That's why his message had hit her like a bolt of lightning, leaving her stunned for days.

Even though she told herself she'd heard him right, she still couldn't resist adding him back. It was Dylan, after all there weren't many people in the whole city who didn't know his name.

That was when she realized that, behind all the family reputation and good looks, he could still pine for someone in secret. And for what? Clara? Just because she was the Bradford family's precious daughter?

Jealousy dug deep, growing wild inside her. She hated that the woman Dylan cared about wasn't her.

Now, she finally knew the truth-Clara wasn't even a real Bradford. Just some outsider. So why was Dylan so obsessed?

It felt like fate had finally taken her side. Dylan didn't care about Clara anymore.

Megan thought about all the times she'd messaged him, the sting of disappointment always threatening to make her cry. Every social post she wrote was carefully crafted, hoping he'd notice her. But the only time he ever liked her posts was when they were about Clara.

And every time he hit that like button, she'd be happy for days.

into her Clara updates, but after all these years, Dylan still only saw

eyes were rimmed red, her jealousy written all over her face as she stared at him. She didn't

trying to remember who Megan was even talking

realized-he'd not only stopped

you're not going, I'll look

just turned, grabbed his folder, and walked

could somehow burn that image into her memory forever. She didn't turn away until

her bed, lost

couldn't resist twisting the knife. "Mr. Dylan just got home. I told him to come see you, but he wouldn't he acted like he didn't even know you. Clara, was your fight with him

looked thinner than ever, her body sunk back

l.ne

"If you're feeling down, I'll stay right here. You don't have to

silent. Her head and throat throbbed too

in again. Clara seemed

are you

turned to the maid. "Can you make extra

Buddy

maid nodded and handed her

odde

to be so polite, ma'am. You've lost so much weight. Sir only rushed home and then left again. If there's some misunderstanding between you two, please try to clear it up soon.

her feelings

biggest problem between her and