Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 123

As Clara stepped out of the hospital, she caught sight of Quinn lingering by the stairs.

"Clara, I've got a few words for you," Quinn called out.

Clara wasn't in the mood for a chat and tried to walk right past her. But then, Quinn suddenly stretched out her hand to block Clara's path. Reflexively, Clara swatted the hand away, and to her horror, Quinn went tumbling down the stairs.

Clara arched an eyebrow, still trying to wrap her head around what just happened when Ryan's voice pierced the air behind her.

"Clara!"

He limped towards them, his face as white as a sheet. "Didn't I tell you to stay out of fights with Quinn? This is serious! How could you push her? When she said you two were arguing, I thought she was exaggerating. You're so impulsive, and now Mom and Dad will be furious!"

Ryan dashed down the stairs, trying to help Quinn, but someone else beat him to it. It was Colton.

A puddle of blood was pooling beneath Quinn, streaming from her leg. Quinn was cradled in Colton's arms; she was pale and shaking.

"Colton, where's Simon?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Colton shot a venomous glare at Clara. She stood at the top of the stairs, a mix of frustration and the sinking realization that she'd walked right into a trap.

Quinn clutched her stomach, her voice quivering. "My stomach hurts so much. Please, take me inside."

Naomi looked like she'd been struck by lightning. "What happened?! How could this happen?!"

Colton leaned against the wall, his hands still bloody. "You might want to ask your other daughter. She's the one who pushed Quinn down the stairs."

Naomi's eyes blazed with fury, and she slapped Clara hard across the face. "Clara! What do you want from us?! Are you happy now that Quinn lost her baby? She's your sister! When you two were kidnapped, she gave you a chance to escape. But you didn’t call the police, didn’t tell anyone, and she was left to suffer for years. Do you have any idea what kind of people her adoptive parents were?!"

Naomi trembled with anger, her voice hoarse. Clara didn't flinch, taking the slap squarely on her cheek.

Simon stared at her, and for a moment, Clara braced for a scathing remark, but he remained silent.