Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run 46

Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run 46

Chapter 46 

Addison found herself speechless as the crowd around her hurled increasingly outrageous comments. Tears threatened to spill over

Clara, however, just opened the car door and slipped inside. Addison, hop in,” she called

With eyes red and puffy, Addison climbed into the car

The farmers waved their brooms in the air, cheering as if they’d just banished a bad omen

Catching a glimpse of this in the rearview mirror, Addison was so enraged she nearly choked. Unable to hold it in anymore, she broke down in tears

The driver, a middleaged man who looked like he’d had a rough night, gripped the steering wheel tightly and started crying, too

Who wouldn’t feel hurt? Their genuine intentions were stomped on, and they were slapped with unfounded accusations

Clara, sitting by the window, watched the scenery blur outside. She heard the sobs and felt a bit helpless. Come on, stop crying.” 

Addison was falling apart, sniffling into a tissue as she sobbed. We’re just so upset. I’ve never been treated like this. Quinn is such a piece of work. She makes me so mad. Clara, is this how it is with the Bradford family? Everyone just sides with her without thinking. Now I get why you have a bad reputation.” 

Clara didn’t know what to say. Life with the Bradford family was indeed like that, but she had to admit she’d been a bit too eager to please, which landed her in this mess

She closed her eyes, feeling someone gently tug on her sleeve

Addison’s voice was thick with emotion. Your leg’s infected. Does it hurt a lot?” 

It’s not that bad. Please, stop crying. It’s not the end of the world. Once we’re back at the guesthouse, I’ll figure 

something out. There’s always a way.” 

Addison sniffled a few more times, finally calming down

Back at the guesthouse, Clara forced herself to shower and wash her hair, finally getting rid of the rain’s musty smell

But her knee looked worse, the wound more alarming. Just as she was about to ask the front desk for a firstaid kit, there was a knock at the door

She opened it and found someone in a white coat standing there. Ms. Clara, Mr. Dylan sent me to check on your leg.” 

Dylan

She hadn’t seen him since she’d returned. How did he know about her injury

She glanced past the doctor, looking toward the opposite door, but it was closed, revealing nothing

Limping back to the bed, she sat down while the doctor carried a large medical bag, donned gloves, and began treating her wound. Her face paled as the embedded gravel was removed from her flesh

Once the doctor finished applying the medication, her furrowed brow relaxed slightly, although her forehead was still damp with sweat

The doctor handed her some feverreducing medication. Take this; you’ve got a fever.” 

Thank you.” 

After the doctor left, she took the medication. She had barely sat back down when the door opened, and Dylan wheeled himself in, looking calm

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Shed his wheelchair into the room and closed the door behind him

It was already evening, and the setting sun bathed the room in a goldenred glow, Clara tucked her leg in slightly. She could still walk, just a bit painful

Dylan approached her, pouring her a glass of water. His gaze lingered on her knee. Did it upset you?” 

Clara hadn’t thought much of it, but sometimes, a single word of concern could crumble the facade of strength one had been holding onto for so long

Dylan offered her the glass. Even if the farm project doesn’t work out, Ferguson Corporation will still secure the tourism bid.” 

It was his way of reassuring her and telling her not to worry too much

Clara didn’t take the glass. She sat at the edge of the bed, and her fist slowly clenched, and her nails dug into her palm to distract her from the emotional pain

She looked up, her voice full of defiance. I haven’t lost yet. I have other plans.” 

Dylan watched the light in her eyes, his fingers tensing slightly. He held the glass tighter. The light in her eyes was like a spark in a powder keg, dazzling and radiant. Perhaps she didn’t even realize how captivating she 

was

Dylan looked away, swallowing hard, and took a sip of water himself. Do what you think is best.” 

Clara smiled lightly. Yes, Mr. Dylan, don’t worry. It won’t affect the company’s reputation.” 

But he had already turned away, leaving her with a view of his strong silhouette. That’s not what I’m worried 

about.” 

As for what he truly worried about, he wouldn’t say more

Chapter 47 

Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run

Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run

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