No Strings Attached

Chase strolled over and chimed in with a casual smile, "Is Carolina still chatting with Casey? I've got a table reserved at the restaurant. Dinner's on me tonight."

Sasha ground her teeth, her youthful face clouded with a stormy scowl. "My mom's already clued into the truth, so cut the act, Dr. Chase. Go do whatever you do when you're not pretending." She spun her wheelchair around and took off without a backward glance.

Chase was bewildered, "What did I do to tick her off now? She was fine just a moment ago, and now she's angry again?"

lan kept his insights to himself, his face splitting into a sly grin, "Why do you have such a beef with arranged marriages? Have you met the girl before?"

"When we were kids, she was like a little shadow, always teary-eyed and crying. She was a total princess with a silver spoon in her mouth. No way could I stand her."

"You don't even remember her name?"

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chuckle, amused at his friend's blunder. How had Chase never

with a meaningful look and teased, "With your

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him a glare and walked

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her own injuries, and made a beeline for the prison. The sight of a

not just hitting me. They're making me do the most humiliating things. I can't eat and can't sleep. I can't

she soothed her, "Don't be scared. Your dad and I will figure something out. We'll make Clara pay double for

Sasha's medical records? Is the baby still

baby's gone. That's what