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.

when she asked me where you were, I told her right away. She got mad suddenly and scolded me before

her lower lip as if her feelings were hurt. "I'm sorry, Wren. I didn't mean to answer the

his senses. The troubled expression on his face instantly dissipated,

company is more important. My meeting with her is nothing,"

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

dispelled Ivy's suspicions. However, Clara's existence will always remain a

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

of juice, forcing her to use Wren's. She dared not imagine what kind of changes the phone call and message would bring. After all, Ivy was getting married to Wren soon. She hoped

mad at him for standing her up. However, he was not worried about it.

dinner with Ivy so she would not see through

thought it was awfully quiet. It was as if there was no one in the

called out to a housekeeper, "Did Ms. Salford come