No Strings Attached

Only his inner circle knew about his shellfish allergy - family and close friends. But how did Katherine come to know of it?

lan looked at Katherine with a curious glint in his eye. "How did you know I'm allergic to seafood?"

Katherine was taken aback by the question. How did she know about lan's allergy? Was it some sort of subconscious memory?

If that was the case, what kind of relationship did she previously have with lan? Why was it that, despite her memory loss, she remembered his shellfish allergy?

Katherine was momentarily flustered, scrambling for an excuse. "I think I once overheard Clara's dad mention it during dinner."

still somewhat skeptical. "You were always so caring towards Clara. Once you're discharged, we should pay you a visit. I'd love

out of the hospital, I'll bring Clara

menu right now and have Brodie prepare everything." With that, she pulled out her phone from beside her pillow and began typing in her notes, a smile

echoes of someone else in Katherine? They were supposed to be strangers to each other. Was his mind playing tricks on him, or was there a secret he was not privy

left the hospital, the question lingered in his mind. Sensing his distraction and thinking it was jealousy, Clara seized the opportunity at a red light to lean over and plant a kiss on his cheek. "Wow, Mr. Hayes, your face is so sour I could lose a tooth," she teased

to the moment, his gaze shifting to the triumphant Clara beside him. He took her chin in his hand, looking deeply into her eyes. "They say that if a woman loves to eat

to be a brief kiss, but upon

with unfinished desire lingered in his voice. "We'll continue this at home." Clara glared at him, her eyes tinted with embarrassment. "It's your fault for kissing

as a man, respond?" Hearing him justify his shameless behavior so confidently, Clara pouted and turned to