Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 158

She had no clue that when Simon caught sight of her darting out of the café to catch up with Dylan, his expression turned as dark as a thundercloud. He watched her intently, never once tearing his gaze away.

Ryan, sitting across from Simon, noticed the intense look and broke the silence. "Simon, what's up with you?"

As Ryan spoke, he glanced over at the spot where Clara had vanished, scratching his head in confusion. "What's going on with Clara? Why's she suddenly buddying up to Dylan? I remember her saying she couldn't stand him. And isn't Dylan supposed to have a kid or something?"

Simon looked genuinely taken aback. "Who told you that?"

"Clara did," Ryan replied, running a hand through his hair.

Clara said that? No way. When did she say it?

Ryan carried on, "It's just strange. Clara used to avoid Dylan like the plague. I asked her once, and she said he was terrifying."

Simon's voice shifted to a calm, steady tone. "Clara's amnesia might be real."

"What?" Ryan's eyes widened, the seriousness of the situation dawning on him. "What do you mean? She did mention amnesia, but she's cried wolf so many times. We all thought she was faking again. But if it's real, it explains her sudden change."

The realization hit him, and he was ready to dash after her. "If she really has amnesia, we can't let her get too close to Dylan. If she remembers, she'd be crushed. You know how she is. Simon, what should we do?"

It was at this moment that Simon realized Clara's amnesia was genuine. A glimmer of hope sparked in his chest. She wasn’t into him anymore because of her memory loss. If she regained her memories, she'd be back to her old self, always trailing after him with those dreamy, adoring eyes.

His heart thudded faster, and he clenched his hand by his side. Ryan, still anxious, pressed on. "Think of something. What if she falls for Dylan? I can't bear the thought of that ice-cold guy as my brother-in-law. Just imagining it gives me chills!"

Just the thought was enough to make him shudder.

"Simon! Simon!" Ryan pleaded. He was banking on Simon, even though Simon was soon to be Quinn’s husband and probably shouldn't meddle in Clara's matters.