Chapter 149

lan stared at Clara, a mix of frustration and wounded pride etched across his face. “Clara, my wound has split open again. Help me change the bandage, and I’ll get out of your hair,” he pleaded.

Clara had never pegged lan as the clingy type. To her, he was always detached. and aloof, unless between the sheets.

Once upon a time, she was the one doing the chasing. How the tables had turned. Now he was the one acting like a desperate ex.

Biting her lip with irritation, Clara snapped, “There’s a community clinic two blocks down, on the right. Get yourself patched up there.” She shoved his suitcases outside the door, followed briskly by lan himself, and with an emphatic slam, the door closed behind him.

lan stared at his belongings, scattered on the doorstep. The sting of rejection was burning within him.

Just then, the door across the hallway creaked open, and out stepped Ryker, leaning nonchalantly against the frame, dressed head–to–toe in effortlessly cool leisurewear. A smirk played on his lips. “Well, well, if it isn’t my invincible cousin. What’s the matter? Ms. Clara kicked you to the curb?”

“Your dad called me, Ryker. He wants me to school you in the art of running a

to do that? I’m not sick in the head. Being Clara’s bodyguard is the sweet gig – there’s good company, good food, and she even pays me, not to mention the threads she picks up for me. Running some stuffy

And Ryker was their sole heir, a rebel who marched to the beat of his own drum, never heeding anyone’s advice. His parents had hoped a stint in the military

careless words. “She’s your

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mention it. And if you’re ever short on cash,

shock. “lan, have some shame, will you? Clara

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