Chapter 883

The car stopped outside her apartment complex, but her place was only about 1,600 square feet—way too small for three people and two giant dogs. It would be a total squeeze.

Clara took one look around and lowered her lashes. "Forget it. Let's just go to Ryan's."

Ryan lived in a villa, and with only a few staff around, there was plenty of room for everyone.

He definitely wasn't expecting Clara to show up in the middle of the night, let alone with strangers.

“Clara, are you okay? You look terrible," he said, his voice full of worry.

Clara just shook her head and headed straight for the room she'd always used before. "I'm exhausted. Please show them to their rooms. Whatever's going on, we'll talk tomorrow."

Ryan stood there for a while, watching her disappear down the hall before turning to Charles.

"You were with Clara. What happened?”

Charles honestly had no idea. He raked a hand through his hair. "No clue. We'll find out in the morning. Little brother, can you find me a bed? I'm about to pass out.”

Ryan pressed his lips together and glanced at Uno. Something about him just didn't sit right.

Charles slung an arm over Uno's shoulder and grinned. “He's my best friend."

Uno frowned but didn't say anything, clearly holding himself back.

walked over to Clara's door and hovered for

was about to explode. She tried deep breaths, over and over, but nothing


her pillow to the floor, her chest rising and

Z's disappearance was his fault, then

the study. Clara had looked for them, but they weren't there, which meant Dylan had moved them

have something to hide, why would he

heartless, torn between two men. But it was so much worse than that. After

didn't understand Dylan. Now she realized—they were never even

eyes burning with tears she

ever truly loved her,

her with no

she'd let

have

up her pillow, and forced herself to

The next morning.


came downstairs, Ryan, Charles, and Uno

was laid out―eggs, toast, coffee, the works. Uno kept trying to reach for food, but Charles kept shooing him away, saying they had to wait

but her appetite

written all over his face.

really stupid. If done with Dylan I'm not getting

fine just a little while

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