Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 765

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He glanced up, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Thanks,” he said softly.

She’d only picked up the flowers on her way over—never imagined they’d actually be the comfort he needed right now.

Clara stood up, eager to shift the mood. “I’ll go find a vase.”

Dylan stayed put, watching her as she wandered into the foyer, stopping a housekeeper to ask for help.

He kept his eyes on the bouquet, brushing his fingers over the petals, lost in thought.

Clara quickly found a vase, trimmed the stems, added water, and set the flowers inside.

She barely had a chance to step back before someone from the old estate showed up at Palm Bay, insisting Dylan head to the temple to handle the funeral arrangements.

Dylan’s face fell, his eyes turning stormy.

Clara felt a knot twist in her stomach. The old man was only doing this to make things harder for Dylan, wasn’t he?

People in their circle were already whispering that Dylan’s bad luck started when he met Clara—the so-called jinx who brought nothing but misfortune to the Ferguson family.

If Dylan hadn’t been so cold to the old lady, the whole drive to the temple would be even more unbearable.

Clara reached for his hand, her gaze steady. “Let’s just go, Dylan. Mrs. Ferguson told me all she wanted was for you to be happy. If your grandfather’s so sure he’s done nothing wrong, why are you the one feeling guilty? Come on.”

She pulled him forward a few steps before remembering his legs and quickly asked, “Do you need your wheelchair?”

He paused, then shook his head.

Clara slid into the driver’s seat and leaned over to buckle his seatbelt. “We’ll be back early. You can’t skip your health routine every time something happens. No late nights.”