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.

man be used to be self–assured and untouchable.

But now, she was slipping

thought that someone else might

was enough to

lighter. He tumed, ready to head back to the

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

answered, “What

night. He asked me to pass on a message.”

taking Carlisle’s call, debating whether to relay the message immediately. But he didn’t

moming arrived, he dialed.

and his

knowing full well that what he was about to say would set Wren off. But Carlisle had given an ultimatum–like it or not, he had to deliver

see you by then, he’ll find Ms. Salford himself.

his voice became, tension lotting in his

hits phone, knuckles turning white.

dared to une clara as leverage?