Your Love Is But a Dream (Clara and Wren) novel Chapter 120

Noticing Clara's silence and lingering frustration, Wren firmly said, "I had never let you suffer like this since you were a child.

"Even if you want to avoid me, you shouldn't be hiding out here in such a remote place. For your safety, you should come back with me in a few days."

Clara noticed he was returning to the same point and grew distant in her expression.

Her silent rejection was the most straightforward response.

Wren's disappointment was evident. He could see Clara was avoiding the subject. She would likely shut him down without hesitation if he brought it up again.

He reluctantly let it go for the moment.

After about ten minutes of cold compress, Wren removed the towel and took out the two bottles of pain relief spray that Alexander had brought. He sprayed it on her ankle.

"Where did this come from?" Clara asked, curious.

Wren paused momentarily before responding in a low voice, "The person next door sent it."

"Alexander? He came by earlier?" Clara's face showed slight surprise.

"Mm." Wren didn't want to discuss it further.

After applying more medicine, he gently massaged her injured ankle with his palm, applying even pressure.

Clara considered refusing, but Wren was resolute, so she reluctantly let him handle it. Soon after, she began to feel drowsy and yawned.

Wren noticed her fatigue and gently placed her foot back under the blanket. He stood up, placing the spray on the bedside table. "If you're tired, just sleep. Call me if you need anything."

Clara felt a sense of relief as he began to leave and nodded slightly. "Mm, good night."

Wren turned and quietly closed the door behind him.