No Strings Attached

"So what if you assigned me a bodyguard? I still got drugged and knocked out cold, lan." Clara's voice trembled as she faced him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Look, I'm not unreasonable, but these dangers are getting to me. They scare me to my core."

"As long as I'm with you, the danger never stops. And to protect myself and my family, I have to walk away. I'm begging you, please, just... stay away from me, okay?"

She had made up her mind to leave him, to keep the existence of their child a secret. There was no turning back now, not when so much was at stake.

"It doesn't matter if I get hurt, but our child... is so little, so fragile. A single fall could be the end. I can't take that risk," she thought.

lan's heart ached at the sight of Clara so fraught with fear. He reached out and gently stroked her hair. His voice dropped to a husky whisper, "There's no way Heidi and Leonora could pull off something this covert on their own. There's got to be a bigger fish behind them. When I catch whoever it is, you'll be safe. Clara, there are things I can't explain right now, but trust me, you're in more danger away from me than by my side."

no trace for the authorities to follow. It was clear evidence

your wife." Chase sauntered in, his eyes crinkling with a knowing smile as he held a gift box. Ian shot him a cold glare and said without a hint of mercy,

affectionate it's almost like you actually married Clara. Don't forget, your marriage certificate is only half complete. Don't preach to me." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

a single phone call. I

if she follows you? Your messes aren't any

the kitchen. Her eyes immediately locked onto Chase, the epitome of casual defiance in his grey coat. She couldn't contain her irritation. "What are you doing here? You're

here to scrounge up a meal. Casey, you wouldn't

with joy. "Of course not! When you're here, you're a guest. Come help out, and then

"Right on, I'm in."