Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 206

Staring at the stark white ceiling, Clara didn’t know how long she lay awake before exhaustion finally pulled her under,

When drove back to his place.

He took a long shower, washing away the lingering scent of cigarettes. After changing into clean clothes and taking his medication, he lay down to sleep.

But the night was restless. He tossed and tumed, and sleep never fully settled in.

He got up at dawn and headed straight to the kitchen to make breakfast for Clara.

As he tossed the chopped vegetables into a simmering pot, be stepped out of the kitchen and grabbed his phone from the living room table.

He typed out a message to Alexander, “Thanks for looking after Clara yesterday. You don’t need to go to the hospital anymore. I’ll take care of her.”

When didn’t bother waiting for a reply. He appreciated Alexander’s help in keeping things under wraps and looking after Clata yesterday. But that didn’t mean he liked them spending too much time together

One could call it selfishness–or possessiveness.

be used to be self–assured

man stealing Clara’s attention. But now, she was slipping

that someone else might take his place someday….

alone was enough to drive him insane.

to head

assumed it was Alexander, but the moment he saw the caller ID, the faint curl of

answered, “What is

Wren, Mr. Carlisle called last night. He

sleepless night after taking Carlisle’s call, debating whether to relay the message

moming arrived,

realized something, and his

well that what he was about to say would set Wren off. But

see you by then, he’ll find Ms.

his voice became, tension lotting in

around hits phone, knuckles turning

to une clara as leverage? How dare he!