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."

skeptical. "You were always so caring towards Clara. Once you're discharged, we should pay you a visit. I'd love to try your cooking." Katherine's eyes widened in disbelief. "Really? Would you and Clara actually

soon as you're out of the hospital, I'll bring

handed candy. "Great, it's a date! I'll start writing up the 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 of

lost in thought. Why did he keep seeing echoes of someone else in Katherine? They were supposed to be strangers

jealousy, Clara seized the opportunity at a red light to lean over and plant a kiss on his cheek. "Wow, Mr. Hayes,

if a woman loves to eat sour food while pregnant, she will have a daughter. Mrs. Hayes, if you like sour food so much, I don't mind you having an

was meant to be a

green light flickered on, and impatient honking erupted from behind. A laugh tinged 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 me

wife isn't a crime. Besides, it was you who made the first move, Mrs. Hayes. Shouldn't I, as a man, respond?" Hearing him justify his shameless behavior so confidently, Clara pouted and turned to gaze out the window. She