No Strings Attached

Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Marco burst into laughter, his voice rich with the timbre of experience, “What’s the matter, kiddo? You think I have passed his prime?”

“Not at all,” came the reply. “In my eyes, you’re still the dashing young man you’ve always been.

“Come on now, I’m well into my sixties; ‘dashing‘ is a young man’s game. But enough about me – you’re looking a bit worn out. Anders mentioned you hit a rough patch, so I thought I’d drop by and check on you.”

Clara couldn’t hold back the tears that had been pooling at the edges of her eyes. It had been three years since she’d last seen Marco, yet the moment he heard she was in trouble, he’d come without hesitation. She was overwhelmed by his kindness and didn’t know how she could ever repay it.

Clara hung her head, feeling a mix of gratitude and guilt. “I’m sorry for worrying you, Marco.”

The trio, reunited after a considerable absence, chatted merrily.

Then, Marco’s phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and answered with a twinkle in his eye, “You little brat.”

teased, “Hey, old man, sneaking off to Northbridge

sip of his wine, his voice warm and jovial, “Why should I tell a brat who won’t even greet his

are you? I’ll come to

don’t forget to bring a box of cheesecake

Marco gestured towards Clara with a nod, “The cheesecake you

Marco had just

later, the door to the private room swung open. lan

indifferent, and when his gaze landed on Clara, it lingered for only a moment before moving on, betraying

usual confident stride, his voice

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at your age? Aren’t you worried about diabetes?”

box from his hands, giving him a stern look, “Can’t an old man

cheesecake in front of Clara, a smile spreading across his face,

like she didn’t recognize lan. Since he’d walked in,

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