No Strings Attached

Chapter 136

How could Clara not see the obvious intention? It was maddening.

lan was holding a bouquet of roses he’d picked up earlier and was just about to instruct Dawson to bring the car around when Ryker came barreling down the street in Clara’s BMW, effectively blocking his way.

With his sunglasses on, Ryker whistled in his direction, then grinned and said, “Sorry, buddy, looks like rain’s on the way. Gotta dash and pick up my girl.” With that, he popped open a black umbrella and made a beeline for Clara.

lan felt a vein in his temple throb with irritation.

Seemingly oblivious to lan’s mounting fury, Dawson pointed to the car and said, “Mr. Hayes, isn’t that Ryker? What’s this about picking up a goddess? Is he shacking up with Attorney Clara now?”

His eyes widened in surprise, catching sight of lan’s scowl reflected in the rearview mirror, darker than a thundercloud.

lan’s cold gaze swept over him mercilessly. “Keep quiet, Dawson, No one will mistake you for a mute.‘

clammed up instantly,

began to fall, a fine drizzle that soon intensified, drumming against the car windows and splashing

Clara approaching and immediately stepped out of the car with the flowers. He was just about to make his way over to

the rain, clutching a bouquet. Their eyes met across the veil of

alumni and climbed into the

the rain, watching Clara’s car drive away, his heart aching in sharp, sporadic twinges. The

ignoring him now. Even seeing him in the rain did not draw her concern. This was not the Clara whose world had once revolved solely around

over with an umbrella. “Mr. Hayes, the rain’s getting heavier. Best get in the car before your wound gets infected.”

a while for lan to respond in a hoarse voice,

Mr. Hayes.

an eyebrow, his gaze icy. “You go back.