Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel 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 middle-aged 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 first-aid 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?