Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 12

"Is he going to Longfield, too?" Clara thought. It was understandable for her to be surprised. After all, the man did not fit in at all.

However, she did not think much about it. Seeing he was taking a nap, she quietly sat in the empty seat.

More people entered the bus, crowding the vehicle. Finally, the driver started the engine.

The bumpy ride and the smell of the bus made Clara feel a little nauseous. Soon, she dozed off. When the bus made a sharp turn, her head rested on the man's shoulder. Alexander Sinclair's eyes flew open as a cold gardenia scent entered his nostrils. Turning his head, he frowned when he saw the woman resting her head on his shoulder. He recognized Clara, and he wondered if she was following him. Disgusted, Alexander pushed her head away. "Get away."

Clara woke up with a start. When she heard Alexander's annoyed voice, she quickly glanced at him and realized what had happened. She thought he was rather fierce. Looking away, Clara apologized, "Sorry." However, her voice sounded nasal because she had just woken up.

thought she behaved just like the woman

a bad mood, Clara said nothing else to avoid

Once the door opened, people began

on to her suitcase and followed the crowd out of the bus. Suddenly, someone bumped into her. As she was falling, someone from behind reached out and helped

item he was holding into his pocket.

it was because of the crowd that caused the accident.

spotted Alexander standing behind the middle-aged

around, she heard

Clara turned to face

scoff. "You didn't even realize you lost something? How do you survive being

touched her pockets to find they were empty. Her purse