Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 785

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He pressed his lips together, sat up, and leaned back against the headboard.

[Get some sleep soon.]

Clara was using a new phone number now. Her old number couldn't get any messages through, and calls wouldn’t connect either—she already knew she’d been blocked.

It had Walter written all over it. Did he really think he could keep her away with something that simple?

All she had to do was buy a new SIM card. If she wanted to talk to Dylan, she’d find a way.

When she saw his reply—just three simple words—she couldn’t help but smile.

[Did you eat dinner tonight?]

[Yeah.]

[Should I still bring your lunch to Ferguson Corporation tomorrow? Are you going in on a Saturday?]

It was Saturday tomorrow; he should be taking the day off.

He paused for a second and then sent back a single word.

[Yes.]

Clara felt a wave of relief. She’d only remembered it was the weekend after getting home, so she’d asked without thinking—she hadn’t expected Dylan to actually go in.

The next morning, Clara was up at six, just like always, getting breakfast ready in the kitchen.

Charles stumbled in rubbing his eyes, looking half-asleep and a little jealous. “Sis, Dylan is crazy lucky to have you. Seriously, did he save the world in a past life or something? Aren’t you exhausted? Want me to help?”

Clara laughed, chopping vegetables. “You remember the last time you tried to help? Did you even manage to eat what you made?”

Last time Charles got involved, he’d nearly blown up the whole kitchen.

After that, whenever he offered to help, Clara would just tell him to go play instead.

Now he sat on the sofa, quiet as a mouse, waiting for breakfast like a well-behaved little brother.

He’d been living like a king lately—Clara’s food was so good, he was honestly starting to worry that once he went back to North America, he’d never eat this well again.

“Sis, I heard Dylan’s going to North America soon. He’s getting engaged to that annoying girl over there. You probably don’t know her—she acts like the world owes her something just because my brother Mitch spoils her. She never thinks before she acts, and she’s always so rude. I really can’t stand her. If she ever gives you trouble, I promise I’ll be there for you.”