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Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

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Chapter 266

Clara sat on the hospital bed, her eyes flickering with a cold light as she heard those words.

"Are you done yelling?"

Eden, seeing Clara in such a sorry state, felt a wave of satisfaction wash over her.

"Not even close! Did you forget how pathetic you looked last night when | had you pinned down? Ha, there'll be

plenty more times like that. You've got trouble now that I'm watching you. Just wait and see how | deal with you!"

She spoke with the smugness of a schoolyard bully.

Clara got off the bed, grabbed a cup nearby, and chucked it at Eden. Then, she picked up a chair and threw it

too.

Eden, caught up in her gloating, didn't expect Clara to fight back, and she got hit hard, her vision going black as

she nearly fainted.

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Simon hadn't expected Clara to lash out either, especially not with such force.

"Clara! Calm down!"

But it was too late the chair had already hit Eden square on the head.

Eden went pale and passed out right there.

The doctors, alerted to the commotion, rushed in and swiftly took Eden for emergency treatment.

Clara was still simmering with anger, feeling intensely unsettled, needing to let it out somehow.

But before she could act, Dylan hurried in, pushed by Aiden, who wore a stern expression. The two of them

waited in the hallway.

Megan, seeing all this, nervously clung to Clara's arm.

"Clara, what do we do? Mr. Dylan looks really mad."

Clara knew Dylan cared a lot about Eden, but she hadn't thought he'd leave an important meeting to come.

She pressed her lips together, unsure of what to say, when she heard Dylan demand.

"Who did this?"

Simon quickly stepped in front of Clara, taking all the blame.

"Dylan, it was me. | was just messing around with Eden, didn't mean to hit so hard. I'll apologize when she wakes

up."

Just as he finished, Dylan called out, "Aiden."

Aiden walked up to Simon, and before Simon could react, Aiden landed a sharp slap on his face.

The slap echoed through the hallway, sharp and clear.

Simon didn't fight back. Everyone in the Ferguson family knew how much Eden was cherished, especially by this

heir.

And Eden was his sister. He hadn't protected her, so he felt he deserved it.

Clara saw the harsh mark of the slap on Simon's cheek, her heart aching. "Mr. Dylan..."

But before she could say more, Simon grabbed her hand, "Clara, | need to talk to you."

With that, he led Clara back into the hospital room.

Megan was left standing there, feeling awkward, and could only stand quietly.

Inside, Simon pushed Clara down into a chair.

"I've already taken a hit for this, so don't go saying anything to Dylan. Do you want to get slapped too? Don't say

| didn't warn you, between you and Eden, Dylan will always pick Eden. Everyone in the Ferguson family knows

how much she's loved."

Clara's chest felt tight, that suffocating feeling bubbling up again, needing an escape.

Taking a deep breath, she heard Simon continue, "It's been a whole day, and your boyfriend still hasn't checked

in? He really doesn't care about you. Maybe you should break up, Clara. You deserve someone better."