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,

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

was just about to make his way over to her when the crowd that had been fawning over

looked up for a moment and saw a man standing in the rain, clutching a bouquet. Their eyes met across the veil of rain, and although they were only steps apart, Clara felt like worlds

expressionless as she bid farewell to her alumni and climbed into the car,

drive away, his heart aching in sharp, sporadic twinges. The wound on his head began to throb in

him now. Even seeing him in the rain did not draw her concern. This was not the

“Mr. Hayes, the rain’s getting heavier. Best get in

to respond in a hoarse voice, “So what if it gets

to a fever, Mr. Hayes. Let’s head home and get you

arched an eyebrow, his gaze icy. “You go