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, spooked

fine drizzle that soon intensified, drumming against the car windows and splashing up

to make his way over to her when the crowd

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

bid farewell to her alumni and climbed into

stood alone in the rain, watching Clara’s car drive away, his heart aching in sharp, sporadic twinges. The wound on his head began to throb in

the rain did not draw her concern. This was not the Clara whose world had once revolved

then, Dawson camé running over with an umbrella. “Mr. Hayes, the rain’s getting heavier. Best get in the car before

while for lan to respond in a hoarse voice, “So

fever, Mr. Hayes.

an eyebrow, his gaze icy. “You