Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 588

Her palm rested softly against his cheek. He seemed calmer now, his eyes clearer, the storm in them finally settling.

Clara wasn’t watching him, so she missed the way his gaze turned hotter and more intense with every passing second. He caught her hand, a hint of a smile curving his lips, and then closed his eyes.

Inside, Clara’s mind was chaos—a tug of war between logic and something she couldn’t name.

About an hour later, she caught a glimpse of Aiden passing by and called out before she could think twice. “Aiden.”

He stopped, water glass in hand, and nodded respectfully.

“Did something happen while we were out?” Clara asked.

Aiden glanced at Dylan, searching his face, but found nothing out of the ordinary. “Mrs. Ferguson’s back. She wants the CEO to marry Tara from the Warren family. And… Ada passed away. The Fergusons are having the funeral.”

Ada’s gone?

Clara blinked. She didn’t remember hearing anything about Ada being sick.

She frowned, trying to make sense of it. It had only been a couple weeks, but outside, everything seemed to have changed. Here she was, stuck in this place, completely cut off from the world and its shifting tides.

Worry for Z crept back in. If even Mrs. Ferguson was getting involved in Dylan’s marriage, didn’t that make Clara public enemy number one in the Ferguson family’s eyes?

Her heart picked up speed. She forced herself to take a steady breath. “Does Dylan usually do what Mrs. Ferguson tells him?”

If Mrs. Ferguson was dead set on marrying him off to Tara, maybe Clara would finally be free. That thought brought a strange kind of relief.

Aiden took a sip of his water. “Not really.”

“Then who does he listen to most?”

With all these people around, how was there not one person who could talk some sense into Dylan? He could’ve had someone perfect—and instead, he’d chosen to tie himself to her. Wasn’t he just asking for trouble?

“You,” Aiden said, not even hesitating.

Clara stared at him, stunned. She pointed at herself. “Me? I’m the one he listens to?”

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