Your Love Is But a Dream (Clara and Wren) novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72

Clara frowned as she looked at Ryan blocking her path at Nina glaring daggers at her as if she’d done something unforgivable,

She thought her earlier dismissal had made her stance clear, but apparently, they hadn’t gotten the hint.

“Thank you, but no,” Clara sald cutly, sidestepping to leave.

Ryan wasn’t ready to give up. He followed her, speaking quickly. “If you’re heading home, let me drive you. It’s freezing out, and I don’t want you to catch—” “Mr. Chase, there’s no need!” Clara’s tone tumed sharp, cutting him off.

Byan troze, stunned by het sudden firmness. He had never seen Clara speak so bluntly. His expression darkened, a flicker of anger flashing across his face.

nyan had grown up pampered and used to prople catering to his every whim. No one had ever dared speak to him like that, let alone reject him so directly. He had gone out of his way to please her, and this was how the repaid him. Did she even low who he was?

On the other hand, Nina was thrilled to see Clara shut Ryan down. Watching his face darken, she couldn’t help but silently gloat. She thought what Clara did wasn’t smart enough. She clearly didn’t know how to play the game

Ryan wasn’t the kind of man who tolerated disrespect. Clara’s defiance would only push him over the es

reder, , and Nina wouldn’t even need

to litt a finger to take her

“I’m leaving.” Clara said without a backward glance. She walked off, leaving Ryan to glare after her, His eyes burned with frustration, his usually composed mask slipping. Gone was the kind, easy–going demeanor he’d been so careful to maintain Nina slid closer, looping her arm through his “See? she clearly thinks she’s too good for you. People like her from big cities always act like they’re above everyone

“I mean, have

you noticed how cozy she seems with Mr. Stone? She probably already knows who he is. Wouldn’t surprise me if she’s trying to catch

h his attention

“Good” Ryan Laid coldly, shoving her away. But his thoughts remained fixated on Clara.

Que way or another, fir would have her. He just had to wait for lurt to realize who he really was and when she did, she’d come running to him.

Frank had planned to notify Clara about her visitor a few minutes before class ended but right before the bell, one of the lads fell during recess and scraped his

Pretik jaionitized i the student’s cafe and took her to the muse’s office. Whethe returned, rushing to find Clara, she was already gone. Instead, he spotted Nina and

Ryan leading toward the cafeteria

“M–Chase, Ms Foster,” Frank called, tagging them down. “Have you seen Ms. Sallord? Her family is waiting for her at the front gate. I was supposed to let her

“Her feily” ingat perled up, his interest piqued. “She just left. She was heading out of the school, so she should run into them soon.”