Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 8

"Are you done talking on the phone?" Wren's voice rang out behind Ivy.

Still holding the phone, she trembled a little with guilt. She quickly regained her composure as she turned around, returning the phone to him with a smile. "My mother and Carlisle are still outside having their meal. Where shall we eat later?" "Let's just eat something nearby," Wren answered plainly. He took the phone from Ivy and glanced at it. There were no notifications, which was unusual.

After all, he had stood Clara up. It was odd that Clara did not even send him a text.

Gripping the phone tightly, Wren felt a strange sense of uneasiness bubble in his heart. "Did someone call my number just now?" he asked.

Ivy tensed, and her smile froze. "Clara called earlier. I answered it because it was ringing for a long time."

Wren's face stiffened, and he went through the call history. Just as he was about to return Clara's call, Ivy stopped him. "Wren, I think I said something to upset Clara.

didn't know you were supposed to meet her today. So, when she asked me where you

"I'm sorry, Wren. I didn't mean to answer the call. Is there really nothing going on

expression on his face instantly dissipated, and

younger sister. Keeping you company is more

was left at the cinema earlier around Ivy. Alas, no one noticed the hint

suspicions. However, Clara's existence will always remain a threat to her. The woman Wren once regarded with utmost importance intimidated

long as Clara was connected to the Zachmans, she would never be

not imagine what kind of changes the phone call and message would bring. After all, Ivy was getting married to Wren soon. She hoped everything would go smoothly. Although Wren did not believe Ivy's words, he was

guessed it would take some time for Clara to stop being mad at him for standing her up. However, he was not worried about it. He was sure she would

it and had dinner with Ivy so she would not see through

it was awfully quiet. It was as if

gone upstairs, Wren called out