No Strings Attached

Chapter 148

lan’s eyes, deep and dark, were brimming with an anguish he could no longer mask. No longer could he find his reflection in Clara’s gaze; he had lost his place in her world.

His heart ached as if it was pierced by countless silver needles. His voice became hoarse, and his eyes were subtly reddened. “We never had our breakup meal. I haven’t eaten anything since last night. Could you… could you make me a bowl of soup? I’ll leave right after.”

Clara frowned. “Is that really necessary?”

“Yes, Clara. I want your homemade meatballs, chicken noodle soup, and those pancakes you used to make.”

He listed several dishes, all of which Clara had often prepared for him. He remembered how he used to love ordering breakfast. But ever since Clara moved in, she would wake up early every day to cook him a variety of

homemade breakfasts.

Gradually, he began to prefer the warm, comforting soups Clara made.

At first, he thought it was her way of currying favor with him. He enjoyed it, of course. Only later did he realize how much he had come to rely on this routine. He even missed it deeply.

Clara watched him silently for a few seconds before saying, “I hope you’ll keep your word.” Then, she went back to her room to freshen up.

had seen the usually imposing CEO rejected and brooding,

Hayes, I’ll wait downstairs for you. Enjoy your last

glared at him. His tongue pressed against his cheek.

luggage beside them. “Should

a trace of hostility. He had never been rejected like this

Chapter 148

longer could he find his reflection in Clara’s gaze; he had lost his place in her

subtly reddened. “We never had our breakup meal. I haven’t eaten anything since last night. Could you… could you make me a

“Is that

chicken noodle soup,

prepared for him. He remembered how he used to love ordering breakfast. But ever since Clara moved in, she

he began to prefer the warm, comforting

way of currying favor with him. He enjoyed it, of course. Only later did he realize how much he

him silently for a few seconds before saying, “I hope you’ll keep your word.” Then, she went back to her room to freshen up.

the usually imposing CEO rejected and brooding, felt not a shred of sympathy.

close, he whispered teasingly, “Mr. Hayes, I’ll wait downstairs for you.

pressed against his cheek. “Get

beside them. “Should I take this down

with a trace of hostility. He had never been rejected like this in his life.

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