Chapter 103

The silence inside the room came to an abrupt halt upon hearing those words. It seemed as though the person inside was wrestling with how to reply.

lan’s lips curled into a sly grin. “You think coming back to share my bed and whip up some breakfast will get you off the hook? Clara, you’re far too optimistic.”

He shoved the door open. Ready to pin Clara against the kitchen counter and give her a piece of his mind, lan froze at the sight of Greta’s face. “What are you doing here?”

Greta, spatula in hand, playfully smacked lan’s cheek, “Still hungover, huh? What kind of dreams are you having this early in the morning?”

Being mocked by his own sister darkened lan’s expression instantly, “Why are you in my place?”

“The nerve you have to ask. If it weren’t for me, you’d be toast!”

“Where’s Clara?”

care less about you.”

I clearly remember her bringing me home.”

and you nearly messed up big time not recognizing her, didn’t you

“If you can’t forget her, why hurt her so deeply? lan, sometimes a man’s pride means he’ll end up alone. Out of pity, I made you breakfast. Enjoy it by yourself.” With a jingle of her car keys,

the table, he stared at the array of breakfast items without an ounce of appetite. He suddenly craved Clara’s

walked in, he found lan lost in thought over the untouched breakfast. “Mr. Hayes, is the

“I’m

pancakes and an extra couple of eggs. I couldn’t eat another bite.” He patted his round belly

felt like Dawson was rubbing it in. Just as he longed for Clara’s breakfast, here was Dawson flaunting

unfriendly. “Feeling lucky now that you have a

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