Chapter 186

This kind of scene made Clara Walton look pitiful and fragile. But to Ethan Blackwood, that kind of fragility? It was nothing but an insult. Proof of her betrayal. Even if he knew deep down that some lines shouldn’t be crossed—when you’re running purely on rage and impulse, reasoning goes right out the window. Ethan was no exception. Now that Clara was back under Ethan’s control, stuck in his territory again— “Ugh…” she couldn’t hold back a low groan. The pain was sharp and relentless, clawing away at her insides bit by bit. The tight car space, the slowly rising window glass… it sealed them off from the outside world, leaving no room for anything but silence and tension. Clara pressed her hand against the glass panel, her whole body frozen in place. Ethan’s reckless aggression made her too scared to move a muscle. She was terrified that Ethan could fully snap. And now, the cramping in her abdomen was growing stronger, harder to ignore. Her body couldn’t take this. But in the face of E