Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 167

"Dylan, I've got just one question for you: when did you two start getting cozy? You know she couldn't stand you before. Back then, she was head over heels for me. There's no way she was faking it the whole time, pretending to like me while secretly seeing you. She was supposed to be my fiancée; we were planning to get married. If you were really with her back then, then you were the one butting in! Don't you feel any shame for being older than me and still playing the side piece?"

Simon's voice cracked on that last accusation, showing just how worked up he was.

Dylan glanced at the wine spattered across the floor. A deep red puddle was spread.

Simon thought his words had rocked Dylan, and hoped that maybe now he'd back off from Clara. But Dylan just replied in a cool, almost dismissive way.

"When it comes to love, the unloved person is the real intruder, Simon. You're still too young to understand."

Simon felt like he'd been struck by lightning, completely thrown off balance. "What did you just say?"

What did Dylan mean by the unloved person being the intruder? What kind of twisted logic was that?

Dylan, losing his patience, lowered his gaze. "Stop making a scene. Just leave."

Compared to Dylan's calm demeanor, Simon seemed like a kid throwing a fit.

They were only a few years apart. What did Dylan mean when he called him too young? Simon couldn't find the words because Dylan's argument was bulletproof.

He stumbled out of the room, feeling like he was walking on air, disoriented and unsteady.

Richard and Nicholas, who he bumped into on his way out, noticed his uneasy state but didn't ask any questions. They were both notoriously standoffish with outsiders.