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.

died, Katrina had taken over the family company. Katrina would always

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

teas for her. Clara was also

time Wren got into a physical fight. He told everyone Clara was his family's one and only

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

jolted Clara out of her dreams. She still had

some makeup. She got changed before heading downstairs, wanting to run errands at her university. That was when she happened upon Ivy, who

a smile, she waved Clara over. "I cooked up your favorite oatmeal porridge. Try

with Ivy, who pretended nothing had happened. "No,

Can you please not be angry at me, your sister-in-law?" Ivy's eyes reddened, and she bit her lip nervously

expect Ivy to step forward at

The boiling oatmeal splashed onto Ivy while the bowl shattered on the

away from Ivy. Concern filled his face as he picked up Ivy's hand, which the

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

red and in pain. Yet, it was nothing compared to how hurt

still upset at me. I doubt she intentionally set out to harm me.

Clara? To be someone who doesn't apologize when they've done something wrong?

you. Apologize to Ivy at once! Do you

in

had spread the word about her being an

Clara had briefly returned to the classroom because she was on her period. Because of that, her classmates viewed her as the biggest suspect. Everyone called her a thief, saying an orphan like

at the family company. He was their representative in negotiating a large business

rushed home on an overnight flight to defend her honor. He insisted that the school investigate the truth and clear her name. Wren said he would always believe Clara at the time. Only a few years had passed

she took in Wren's face. "Would you believe me if I said I didn't

his gaze sinking deep into her while

turned colder by the

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