No Strings Attached

Chapter 133

The moment lan’s cryptic words about distraction made sense to Clara, she found herself fighting back with a fiery spirit that she didn’t even know she possessed. She pounded on lan’s chest with all her might, her voice a mixture of rage and desperation, “lan, what the hell do you think you’re doing? Let go of me!”

His breath was already ragged, but now it seemed to catch in his throat at her resistance.

As he encircled Clara once more, inhaling the floral scent that seemed to cling to her, hist mind reeled as if he’d gone completely mad. He ignored the IV needle in his wrist, ignored Clara’s punches, and bent his head to capture her lips in a kiss that was never meant to be.

As their lips were about to touch, Clara felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation. He had said he didn’t want her and never loved her, so why was he still clinging to her?

She recoiled from his kiss, her mind racing with desperation. Fumbling on the nightstand, her hand found a glass of water, which she brought crashing down upon lan’s head with strength fueled by pure adrenaline.

Clara, usually as gentle as a kitten, had managed to strike lan so hard that blood began to flow from a gash on his forehead.

lan froze, the sensation of warm blood tracing a path down his cheek and jawline before dropping onto Clara’s delicate face, rendering him momentarily still. In this state, Clara’s beauty seemed fractured yet somehow more striking.

low chuckle escaped him despite the situation.

actions, Clara scrambled off from under lan and frantically pressed the call button for

the scene with a start. “What in the world happened

Clara, his voice calm, “I ticked her off, and she lashed

should talk it out instead of getting physical. That’s quite the cut. It might

term ‘couple‘ seemed to brighten lan’s mood.

became unnoticeable, and the pain from his wound seemed to vanish. He looked at Clara and said, “Scars don’t matter. As long as she’s

1/2

to health.

bemusement. “I’ll never understand young folks these days. Why not just

treating lan’s wound, the

at lan with his face riddled with rash and his head wrapped in gauze, found her voice slightly