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."

discharged, we should pay you a visit. I'd love to try your cooking." Katherine's eyes widened in disbelief. "Really? Would you and

hospital, I'll

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

were supposed to be strangers to each other. Was his mind playing tricks

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

beside him. He took her chin in his hand, looking deeply into her eyes. "They say that if a woman loves to eat sour food while pregnant, she will have a daughter. Mrs. Hayes,

in for a kiss. It was meant to be a brief kiss,

when the 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

Kissing my own 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 couldn't outdo him in shamelessness. The best