Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 121

He was always so concerned about keeping up appearances, and lately, because of his mom's situation, he couldn't go anywhere without feeling the sting of curious eyes. And now, thanks to Clara, he found himself standing on the top floor, enduring everyone's judgment. It was all Clara's fault. Clara had never treated him this coldly before. It felt like someone was squeezing his heart with an iron grip. The pain was so intense it drained the color from his face.

Still, Clara’s expression was calm, almost like he was making a big deal out of nothing. He rubbed his cheek where it hurt, his voice coming out raspy. "Promise me! Swear it wasn't a guy who did this!"

Clara was almost amused by his frustration but didn't want to turn it into a scene, so she casually raised her hand. "I swear, it really was just a mosquito bite."

Simon's irritation eased a bit. He had a lot to say, but all he could see was impatience in her eyes.

"Simon, just because you're fooling around doesn't mean everyone else is."

His face flushed with heat, ready to argue. His first time with Quinn only happened because they were both drunk. But that excuse fell flat because after that, neither of them was drunk. He was just constantly distracted, always wondering when Clara would catch them red-handed. But she never did, not even once.

He turned on his heel and walked away.