Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 817

Chapter 817

Even after sitting by her bedside for two whole days, he still wouldn't say a single word.

She couldn't even explain what was happening to her. After Megan's warning, she'd panicked—really panicked-and ended up tearing through the study, searching for who-knows-what, as if the answers might be hiding in a drawer.

Her head was spinning back then, with one voice whispering, Dylan's exactly that kind of person-don't trust him. But another voice kept pushing back, making everything feel even messier. She was just so tired. Only now did she finally feel a little less foggy.

"Dylan, they said you haven't eaten in two days. Won't you at least try something?"

He stayed silent on the other end.

Clara had no idea what he was thinking anymore.

Finally, he spoke: "I'm with Aiden."

"How's his leg? Did all the specialists come back from overseas?”

"He'll recover with rehab. It's just going to be rough."

Clara let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. So Aiden was safe. Maybe it wasn't luck, though-maybe he'd just always known how to survive. To keep a backup plan, even when things were at their worst. No wonder he'd managed to stay at Dylan's side all these years.

went quiet. Neither could

hand, thinking for a long moment before finally blurting out, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have listened

"Mm."

tangled mess. So much had happened between them lately. They should've been there for each

She hung up.

just stared

"Mr. Dylan, Aiden's awake. He wants to talk to

down and walked to

as he saw Dylan, his eyes went red. They always say men don't cry-unless

"Sir."

stood at the bedside, voice flat. "The ones who did this-I've already taken care

the old man. For Dylan to handle them so directly... things with the

"What about him?"

the wind shake

at the family

Only

had always understood-Dylan never cared

so many

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255