No Strings Attached

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Clara’s eyelids funtered open, and a familiar face loomed into view, a beacon in the tumultuous sea of her

consciousness

She clung to him like he was her lifeline. Her fingers gripped the fabric of the man’s shirt as she whispered with a frail voice, “Anders, get me out of here.”

The last thing she wanted was for lan to witness her in such disamay. She couldn’t bear his pitying gaze. She didn’t want anything from him. She just needed to escape this place as quickly as possible

Anders watched her, his eyes betraying a hint of anxiety. How can you leave in this state? I should take you to a doctor

No, Anders! I just donated blood, that’s all I’m just a bit drained. Please, just take me home,” she implored

A gentle look in Anders eyes despened into concem. He bent down and lifted Clara in his arms, holding her securely against his chest. Don’t be afraid, I’ve got you” he soothed as he carried her away.

being cradled into a car by another man, a man who gazed upon her

dark eyes followed the departing car until it

it was the following morning

lost so much

of the bedroom, a delicious aroma grested her nostrils, drawing her gaze toward

kitchen.

tall, imposing figure approached her

adorned

to replenish your strength. I’ve made you some chicken soup. Come and try it,” he said, his voice warm

“Anders, you’ve been such a help. I owe

Anders was two years her senior, and both were protégés of the legal luminary,

his master’s and moved abroad

gave a light–hearted laugh. Td like that, and Mr. Marco has been saying he misses you. Once you’re feeling better,

rubbed her head sheepishly “Mr. Marco was always so good to me, and I feel guilty for not following in his footsteps. I’m too embarrassed

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