No Strings Attached

Chapter 151

Clara stared at him with an icy glare. “And then what? She throws a tantrum and pretends to off herself, and you, scared out of your wits, rush to save her, abandoning everything else. lan, why do I have to pay for something you owe her?”

“No, Clara, I swear I won’t deal with her again. I won’t let her hurt you,” lan pleaded, his voice a mix of desperation and resolve.

He could see Clara’s shoulders trembling uncontrollably, and with a heart aching with empathy, he wrapped his arms around her, his large hands gently stroking her back.

The fear of losing her, of her possibly getting another episode over this ordeal, gnawed at him like nothing he’d ever experienced before.

Clara, with an unexpected burst of strength, shoved lan away. The hurt and disappointment in her eyes were impossible to mask.

She pointed towards the door, her voice as cold as ice. “Leave. I can’t stand the sight of you right now.”

“I just want to be here for you, Clara,” lan said, trying to reach for her hand, his gaze locked onto hers, begging for understanding.

off as if he was something vile, her voice cutting through the air. “lan, I’ll live a better life without your drama. From now on, stay away from me.”

door open, her face void of emotion as she watched lan leave. The moment he stepped through the threshold, she slammed the door shut with a thunderous bang. The tears she had been holding back finally broke free, tracing wet paths down her cheeks. Sliding down the cold door, she collapsed

since Heidi had returned, Clara’s life had been turned upside down..

Clara alone to guard the empty room, Clara would console herself incessantly. She would tell herself that lan’s feelings towards Heidi were merely gratitude, that the one he truly liked

words “It’s just

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she realized how foolish she had been.

months, Clara had endured a breakup, vicious rumors, false accusations, kidnappings, and the agony of being drugged. Now, she was being branded an ungrateful daughter who wouldn’t even care for her own mother, all thanks

to

bloodshot eyes fixated on the wall clock, watching time slip

at the door.