Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 153

When patiently dried every strand of Clara’s hair before finally setting down the blow dryer.

Looking at the girl in his arms, his gaze softened, and he couldn’t resist leaning down to place a gentle kiss on her forehead

“Clara, what am I going to do with you?”

After finishing her rounds and finding nothing else to do, the nurse leaned on the desk in the hall, scrolling through her phone. The sound of the glass doors being forcefully pushed open and hurried footsteps suddenly broke the silence.

Startled, she instinctively looked up. Betore she could clearly make out who had entered, the sound of panting reached her ears.

“Nurse, was there a girl brought in tonight after drowning? A man brought her here. She’s very beautiful.”

Alexander leaned heavily on the desk with both hands. Despite the cold weather, fine beads of sweat coveted his forehead. He had no means of transportation and had run all the way from Moonbay Village to town.

At such a late hour, no matter how distrustful Wren might have been of the town hospital’s medical capabilities, this would still be his first choice.

take at least an hour and a half. Wren would never take that

down, his figuresilhouetted against the light. The nurse couldn’t quite make out his face. She put down her phone

man who had brought his “sister” to the hospital earlier, though their

importantly, the face

You are… The nurse’s gaze burned with excitement as she stared at Alexander, her expression visibly emotional. “You’re Alexander Sinclair, aren’t you? Didn’t the internet say you retired from the

He hurriedly turned his head,

remote place, he

during his past encounters with Clara, he had believed she was deliberately

they spent more time together, he realized Clara truly had no idea who he was. From the beginning, it had all been

rushed over and

Alexander’s expression darkened slightly. This was

up the hood of his jacket and spoke in an indifferent tone. “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not who you think I

froze, her excitement dampened. Had she really mistaken him

it didn’t make sense for him to show up in a place like this, did it? Could she really have been wrong? This face, however,