No Strings Attached

"Why the heck do you need books on pregnancy?" lan felt as if his heart had come to a screeching halt at that moment, his grip on Della's hand tightening with an intensity that bordered on desperation. A surge of realization was hammering at the forefront of his mind.

He yanked Clara towards him, his eyes burning with an urgent intensity. "Clara, are you keeping something from me? Why do you need those books? Are you pregnant?"

His barrage of questions pelted her like machine-gun fire, leaving Clara reeling. She stepped back, irritation flaring in her voice, "lan, have you lost your mind? How could I possibly be pregnant?"

"Then why the pregnancy books?!" lan scrutinized every flicker of emotion on Clara's face, terrified of missing any vital clue.

Just then, Clara's phone erupted into a jarring ringtone. She swiftly tapped to answer. Chase's deep, raspy voice came through. "Clara, whose kid is Sasha carrying?"

Clara's brow furrowed slightly. "Dr. Chase, let's not start wildfires. Our company is just catching a break. Idle gossip won't do us any good."

early. I saw her buying a pregnancy test, and yesterday, she was at the doctor's

unblinking. With a bitten lip, she managed to say, "Dr. Chase, we should tread carefully with unproven claims when it comes to people in showbiz. It's not fair to Sasha."

was met with lan's searching eyes.

avoided his gaze and

taut anxiety suddenly released, his expression tinged with disappointment. "I was hoping it was you who was

eyes and accepted the items from Christy, offering a strained smile. "It's not that heavy. I can manage." The tumultuous misunderstanding concluded with Sasha

hospital, Sasha sneezed several times,

her over. "Sasha, come here. We're shooting the hospital

and jogged over. "On my

briefed her, and they

the man, a powerful shove sent her hurtling backward toward a medical cart