Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Things were tense—there was no time to worry about anything else.

Mrs. Ferguson's nerves kicked in fast. "Then what are we waiting for? If something happens to Dylan, what will happen to the Ferguson family?"

Among the younger Fergusons, no one else could step up. Dylan was in a league of his own, miles ahead of everyone. If an accident happened because of this... the consequences would be unthinkable.

Tara lowered her eyes, catching the hesitation on the old man's face.

She took a steadying breath and bowed her head. "Mrs. Ferguson, Mr. Ferguson, I understand you have your own plans. I'm not here to get in the way. I love Dylan. I'll do anything for him. Even if people laugh at me, I'll have no regrets. I... I want to have a child with Dylan. After that, I'll go abroad with the baby. I promise I won't trouble the Ferguson family."

Mrs. Warren saw her granddaughter's humility and felt her heart twist.

"Tara, honey, why are you doing this to yourself?"

Tara looked pale, but her words were filled with honesty. "Ever since I was little, I knew I was supposed to marry Dylan. He loves someone else, and I'm willing to let him go. But I hope you'll let me have just this—just one day with him, just a brief connection, after all these years."

What else could anyone say after that?

The old man let out a long sigh and turned to the doctor. "Isn't there any other way?"

The doctor looked troubled and shook his head. "The young master's been on meds for a long time. Today's medication mixed badly with what's already in his system. If I give him anything else right now, it could be too much for him. The safest thing is to let today's medicine work itself out, and we'll sort out his treatment later. Otherwise..."

The old man looked at Tara and waved a hand. "Alright, Tara, you stay. This is on us. If you do end up having a child, we'll never let that child be left behind. If the chance comes, I'll make sure you get the recognition you deserve. But for now, you'll have to wait. This is the best I can do. We're all doing this for Dylan."

A look of pure relief and happiness washed over Tara's face. She lifted her head, her voice trembling. "I will! I really will!"

Mrs. Warren flushed with frustration.

"Will what? They're not giving you a title now—they want you to go abroad and raise a child alone. All those promises about the future? Empty words! Tara, are you out of your mind? You're so talented, why do this—"

Tears spilled down Tara's cheeks again as she grabbed Mrs. Warren's hand.

"Grandma, I'm sorry. But I really love Dylan. Please, just let me be foolish this once. After this, I'll do whatever you ask."

Every word came straight from the heart.

If Mrs. Warren tried to stop her now, she'd only come across as unreasonable.

She turned away, almost stumbling under the weight of it all.

Mrs. Ferguson hurried to steady her, and the two women slowly left the room. Mrs. Ferguson squeezed her arm gently. "Don't worry. I'll make sure Tara's taken care of."

The rest of the Ferguson family trickled out behind them. At the back, Simon raised an eyebrow and quietly snapped a photo with his phone.

Once the door closed, Tara wiped away her tears, stood up, and looked at the man on the bed.

He was tall, and with that face—no matter where he went, he'd always be the one who turned heads.noveldrama

Heaven had finally answered her prayers. This man would finally be hers.

With her in the picture, there was no way Dylan and Clara could ever be together again.