Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 768

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After dinner, she wandered outside for a bit, played with MiloBuddy until he got tired, then headed upstairs to get ready for bed.

Dylan was actually behaving himself tonight. He sat by the window, reading a comic book. When he noticed her walk in, he quietly put his comic away and went off to wash up.

Clara bent down and picked up the comic he’d left on the floor. She flipped through a few pages, pausing when she spotted handwriting that looked almost like hers—except it was way too childish.

She frowned, standing there, lost in thought for a moment. When Dylan came out of the bathroom, she finally went to take her own shower.

Afterwards, wrapped in her robe, she opened her laptop and started working through a stack of Ferguson Corporation files. She must have been staring at the screen too long, because suddenly, Dylan’s voice was right beside her.

“Something wrong?” he asked.

She startled, turning to answer, but he was so close that her lips brushed his cheek.

His lashes lowered, eyes dropping to her mouth.

Realizing where this was headed, she quickly turned away, pushing him back a little.

He just grinned at her.

She had no idea what he found so funny. Clearing her throat, she mumbled, “No, I was just… zoning out.”

Honestly, her mind kept drifting back to that silhouette she’d seen earlier. It left her uneasy, like it was some kind of warning. And after what the housekeeper said, her nerves were shot.

Then Dylan leaned in, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Will you come with me to the Ferguson family tomorrow?”

She blinked in surprise. Her? Go with him?

Walter would probably lose his mind.

But then she thought, why not? Let the old man get mad. He was always trying to pin everything on Dylan, blaming him for things he didn’t do and hoping he’d just give up. What kind of father did that?

Anger bubbled up again, making it impossible to focus. The words on her screen blurred together. She took a steadying breath.