Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 2

That was when someone knocked on the door.

Clara's hand jolted, but she quickly composed herself and went to open the door. When she did, she came face to face with Wren's darkened gaze. Her hands instinctively balled into fists. "You're back, Wren..." Wren didn't meet her eyes. Instead, his gaze swept past the smoke inside her room, and his brows furrowed. "What are you burning in there?"

Clara was about to speak, but Ivy stepped forward to intimately link arms with Wren. Ivy's lips curled into a smug grin at Clara.

In that instance, Clara suddenly understood a saying she had once heard some people could take everything from another person just by existing.

Clara forced the words she wanted to say down her throat. Then, her dull tone rang out as she lied, "I was burning some useless sketches." Surprisingly, Wren believed her and didn't bother looking into it more. He held Ivy and turned around, wanting to return to his room.

"Wait," Clara instinctively called out. "There's something I want to tell you, Wren."

She wanted to give him a proper goodbye.

Alas, Wren immediately frowned.

Before he could say anything, Ivy beat him to lecturing Clara. "Wren only sees you as his little sister, Clara! Don't tell me you're still stubbornly hanging onto your hopes and planning to latch onto him." "No, that's not it—"

"Enough! Don't ever bother me from now on unless it's important," Wren interrupted Clara, not giving her a chance to explain.

Clara couldn't ignore the burning sensation in her nostrils and the stinging of her eyes. Wren would never say such things to her in the past. He knew she never felt secure, so he always comforted her and put her first. Wren once said everything about Clara was important to him. Yet, he was now giving his total attention to Ivy.

He could never bear seeing her cry even a tear and would always be helpless in that situation before. Now, he couldn't care less when he saw her cry.

Clara couldn't hold it back anymore. She spun on her heel miserably and shut her bedroom door like she was running away.

That night, Clara didn't sleep well. She dreamt all night long of her and Wren's past.

Clara's parents died, Katrina had taken over the family

for Clara. He never had to do anything for himself, but for Clara's sake, he

Clara was also afraid of thunderstorms. So, he

for being an orphan. That was the first time Wren got into

and fell deeper in love with him. In the next second, his expression turned into utter contempt and shock as he

still had tears on her face, and they even stained

she looked after washing up and putting on some makeup. She got changed before heading downstairs, wanting to run errands at her university. That was when

a bowl of warm oatmeal porridge. With a smile, she

pretended nothing

blaming me for taking your gift at Wren's birthday party? I didn't mean to. Can you please not be angry at me, your sister-in-law?" Ivy's eyes reddened, and she bit her lip nervously like she was the victim. Clara struggled to accept the words "sister-in-law". She suppressed her emotions and tried to walk around Ivy

expect Ivy to

splashed onto Ivy while the bowl

he charged forward to rip Clara away from Ivy. Concern filled his face as he picked

can take it out on me if you're upset, Clara-but don't do anything to Ivy. I want you to apologize to

burned her, so the back of her hand was red and in pain. Yet, it was nothing compared to how hurt she felt. Back then, Wren would always realize it first whenever she got hurt. It didn't matter if her skin had only reddened slightly. However, he only noticed Ivy

she intentionally set out to harm me. Please don't be mad

raised you, Clara? To be someone who doesn't apologize when they've done something wrong? How did

Apologize to Ivy at once! Do you

in

word about her being an orphan when she was in high school. Everyone soon

gathered went missing. Clara had briefly returned to the classroom because she was on her period. Because of that, her classmates

already interning at the family company. He was their representative in

school investigate the truth and clear her name. Wren said he would always

bitter smile as she took in Wren's face. "Would you believe me if I

pursed his lips, his gaze sinking deep into her

heart turned colder by the

the stairs. He looked at the scene before him with displeasure. "I heard you guys arguing from upstairs! What's