Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 11

"Where did you go? Why aren't you coming home?" was the first text Wren sent. "There's a limit to throwing tantrums. Answer your phone now!" he typed next.

The messages were successfully delivered, which meant Clara did not block his number.

Thus, it only confirmed Wren's thoughts earlier. He stared at the screen intensely, but there was no response. It was as if the two messages that were sent out were dropped into the ocean.

Again, Wren's temper flared. He refused to believe Clara did not read his texts.

After all, she had always cared about him and answered his texts instantly. There was no way she did not read his text.

Wren could not tell which emotion he felt more-frustration or uneasiness.

"If you don't come home tonight, you can forget about returning home forever!" he texted.

did not come home, either. He was sure Clara would be

tossed the phone aside and paid no attention to it. He swore to teach Clara a lesson when she came back, determined to warn

6:00 am when the

she even stepped out of the airport, she was greeted by the chilly

in weather compared to where she came from. Worried she might catch a cold,

However, she chose a city in the northern side

to let him know that she was never going to

thought of Wren painted a certain sadness in her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she pulled

to teach at could only

edge of the road and stuck her hand out to call for a cab. She was about to get in when someone suddenly came up from behind, shoved her aside, and got

off guard, Clara stumbled and bumped into a tall

was about to bump into

curse word traveled into Clara's

long ago in the cab. Clara hurriedly stepped backward and apologized to the man embarrassedly, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It was an accident. I didn't mean it." The man covered his nose,