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.

either. He was sure Clara would be fine

relieved, Wren tossed the phone aside and paid no attention to it. He swore to teach Clara a lesson when she came back, determined to warn her about the consequences of staying out late and

was 6:00 am when

suitcase. Before she even stepped out of

a cold, Clara hurriedly rummaged through her

side. However, she chose a city in the

him know that she was never going to pester him again. She

a deep breath, she pulled her zip

was going to teach at could only be accessed by

for a cab. She was about to

guard, Clara stumbled and bumped into a tall man wearing

he did not notice Clara. Right when Clara was about

curse word traveled

so sorry. It was an accident. I didn't mean it." The man covered his nose, as if in too much pain to talk. That made Clara feel worse. "I can send you