No Strings Attached

If Sasha hadn't gone to pick up the car for her, Clara would have been the one lying injured right now.

lan's eyes darkened with a surge of anger. His hands clenched into tight fists.

Chase laid Sasha on the stretcher, his large hand patting her cheek with force. "Sasha, no sleeping, come on, wake up."

The sting from his pat slowly roused Sasha. Her eyes fluttered open as she weakly cursed, "If the crash didn't kill me, your slapping might just do the job." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Hearing her voice, Chase suddenly felt a burning sensation around his eyes. He immediately asked, "How are you feeling? Is the baby okay?"

Before Sasha could respond, lan rushed to her side. "It's not you who's pregnant. It is Clara. Isn't it?"

Sasha slowly lifted her eyelids to look at the man before her, whose face was etched with tension. She had intended to keep the secret, but the words stuck in her throat.

lan was certain his guess was right. He closed his eyes in agony. So, the person Clara mentioned in her letter, the one she wanted to protect, was their unborn child. She chose to leave silently to shield the baby from harm.

but curse

been so obvious, yet

had morning sickness, he

overly tired, he assumed

avoided spicy seafood, he simply thought she had an

mind that

through his thoughts. He immediately took out

Meanwhile...

under Brodie's guidance, finally arriving at a private airstrip.

She knew lan must be

she the

tears Clara had been holding back finally

voice gentle. "If we don't take off soon, lan will track

away her tears,

Brodie's phone rang. Whatever was said on the other end, it turned his gentle face into a mask