Chapter 896

She didn't say another word. She just stuck out her hand, flagged down a cab, and left.

In the cab's rearview mirror, she caught a final glimpse of Dylan. He was still standing where she'd left him, not even bothering to get into his own car, just staring in the direction she'd gone.

Her chest tightened with a sour ache. But what could she do? He was tied to Z's death-there was no getting around that.

She blinked hard, forcing all the messy emotions back down.

The cab driver must've noticed her mood. He tried to lighten things up. "Hey, if you really don't want the divorce, I can always turn the car around. Your husband -he's handsome, drives a fancy car... I bet a lot of women would want a guy like that. Maybe give it another thought?"

Clara managed a weak smile. "He treats me well. We're just... not meant to be."

The driver gave a sympathetic click of his tongue. "Fate's weird like that, huh? But sometimes, if you want something, you just have to go for it. If you're happy right now, isn't that enough? If everyone worried too much about the future, nobody would ever be happy."

Clara didn't answer. She just leaned back and stared blankly at the car's ceiling.

Meanwhile, Dylan didn't budge until the cab was completely out of sight. He stood there, refusing to get in his own car.

It wasn't until Aiden spoke up, "Sir, you should get in the car. You really can't be standing out here with your health."

Dylan just grunted a quiet "Mm" and finally slid into the back seat.

mirror, relieved that the divorce hadn't gone

Dylan would even make it

said, "They still need you at


lips pressed tight, lost in thought. He didn't say a word

*

Ryan's place, Clara's

almost seven when Ryan came home

license plate looked really familiar, and honestly, the way that truck hit—no way it was random. I bet

She snatched the remote and turned on

station was covering it. They even showed security footage: the luxury car burst into flames as it went off the bridge.

dropped the remote and ran out

get what was happening, but when he saw

he figured the car

If that was Dylan's car... would

own car and

missing. The car


the shore. Reporters were everywhere, waiting for

of Ferguson

business world was in chaos. Dylan-caught

hanging by a thread before the crash.

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