Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 157 Alexander's expression softened. "And the other thing? "The other thing is that I want you to find out whether her talling into the water was truly an accident after she wakes up," Wren said, "Ask her if she's encountered anyone unusual or noticed anything out of the ordinary since she and here I can't feel at ease leaving her here until I know for sure what happened." Wren had always known that Clara was a stubborn girl. Once she decided on something, she would see it through no matter what. Just like her feelings for him back then.

Despite his rejection and coldness, she had still loved him with the intensity at a blazing fire, relentlessly moving closer to him. It wasn't until he completely shattered her hopes and broke her heart that she finally gave up She had chosen to cto Longfield to work as a volunteer teacher. Until she completed her mission, she wouldn't give up or leave either. Since she refused to leave, he had no choice but to help her in every way he could.

Alexander nodded, acknowledging the importance of clarifying the matter.

"Alright, I'll ask her for you. But I won't be to her. If she figures out it was you who saved her, the most I can do is stay silent." "As long as you take care of her and find out what I need to know, you don't have to worry about anything else. I'll handle the rest." "It better be that way," Alexander replied indifferently.

Then he turned his gaze toward the door. "Can I go in and see her now?" A flash of reluctance appeared in Wren's eyes, but he eventually nodded.

"She's still unconscious. Be quiet." "I know," Alexander said, then humed and carefully opened the door, stepping into the room.

As Alexander entered, Wren's expression flickered slightly. His grip on the railing tightened as he restrained himself from following Alexander glanced back and noticed that Wren hadn't cin after him. A trace of surprise crossed his eyes, Wren was actually willing to leave him alone with Clara.

Turning his attention back to the room, Alexander's gaze landed on Clara lying in the hospital bed. Her exquisite, bright face was devoid of color, with a faintly unhealthy flush on her cheeks. She looked fragile and listless.

Alexander felt a sharp pang in his chest, an inexplicable ache that caught him off guard. He stepped closer to the bed and sat in the chair beside it.

The room was dimly lit Alexander silently watched Clara, his gaze lingering on her pale and delicate face. Without thinking, he reached out and touched her forehead. As expected, it was burning hot. Falling into the water during this season would inevitably lead to illness, no matter how strong one's constitution was "Just a few days ago, you were taking care of me, and now it's you who has fallen ill. Get srest. This time, I'll take care of you," Alexander said, withdrawing his hand. His gaze softened as he looked at her, though he didn't realize it himself. There was a hint of tenderness in his expression The person on the bed didn't respond, her brows furrowing in discomfort.

Alexander couldn't help but want to smooth her furrowed brow, just as his hand hovered above her, he hesitated and withdrew it reluctantly.

Chapter 158 When walked to the end of the hallway, hesitated for a moment, and pulled out his phone to calli It was already late at night. The phone rang for over ten seconds before someone picked up.

"Mr. Zachman? Calling so late, did something urgent happen? Ethan's voice was tinged with drowsiness, his tone puzzled.

"Sorry to disturb your rest. I just wanted to ask you about something." When said in a low voice.

On the other end, there was the sound of rustling fabric and footsteps. It sounded as though Ethan had stepped outside and closed a glass door behind him. After a pause, he replied, "What's so urgent? Wren hadn't intended to disturb someone so late. However, a thought had crossed his mind, and he remembered that Clara still had classes tomorrow. Given her personality, she would insist on finishing her lessons before resting He wanted to make arrangements before tomorrow. Moreover, there was something else he needed to ask Ethan regarding Clara.

"It's about Clara. Theard from the principal that you were the one who picked her up when she first arrived in Longfield. At school, you seem to interact with her the most. Have you noticed if she has had any conflicts with anyone? Or anyone has intentions toward her?" There was a moment of stunned silence on the other end before Ethan's nice turned serious. “Mr. Zachman, why are you suddenly asking about this? Did something happen to Ms. Salford." "Yes," Wren replied, his gaze fixed on the dark night outside. His expression was shadowed and unreadable.

He continued, "Tonight, you mentioned that Clara stayed late because she was handling a conflict between two students. I was worried, so I went out to find her. As it turned out, I found her on her way back. She had fallen into a pond along the way. I pulled her out, but she's still unconscious,' "Is Ms. Salford okay? Are you at the town hospital? I'll cover right now." Ethan's tone grew tense, clearly not expecting such an incident.

"No need to cright now. The doctor said Clara isn't in critical condition. However, she inhaled cold water into her lungs, leading to a mild infection and a high fever. She was also deprived of oxygen for too long. The doctor suggested she stay under observation for two days before being discharged." Hearing that Clara was out of immediate danger, Ethan finally let out a small sigh of rebet.

"It's good to know it's nothing too serious. But, Mr.Zachman, are you suspecting that her fall into the pond wasn't an accident? Do you think someone deliberately targeted her?"" Ethan's tone was neutral but carried an undercurrent of caution, We didn't hold back. He admitted, "Yes. I don't have any evidence, but my instincts tellit's not that simple. Clara isn't the type of person to act recklessly. It's unlikely she would just ride her bike straight into a pond without reason. There must be more to this." were sminor conflicts, I doubt it would escalate to someone

Ethan was silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "But Ms. Salford hasn't been here for long. Even if been there were sn trying to harm ber. Mr. Zachman, is it possible you're overthinking things?" When let out a cold laugh. “I'd rather be overthinking" Elban fell quiet again.

Wren pressed on. "Earlier, when I asked why Clara stayed late, you didn't go into detail. Can you tellNO.

how the situation with the two students was resolved? Did their parents get Hearing this, Ethan immediately understood Wren suspected that Harvey's parents might have retaliated against Clara out of dissatisfaction.

However, Erlian didn't think it was related to Harvey's family.

After all, it was just a minor disagreement between two children.

Even if the parents weren't happy the parents with how Clara handled it, it wouldn't escalate to something as severe as trying to harm her He had driven Clara htwice and knew the route she took.

At night, the stretch of road near the pond was desolate. If someone fell in, especially in this freezing weather, and no one happened to pass by and rescue them, the consequences could be fatal.

It didn't make sense for anyone to go to such lengths