No Strings Attached

Chase suddenly realized he had been holding up the crew, and a sheepish grin spread across his face. "Sorry, folks. How about I treat you all to some late-night grub? I'll have it delivered right here." The mention of late-night snacks sent a wave of cheers throughout the cast and crew.

"Girl, your man is not just a looker, but he's loaded too! And you're still mad at him? If I were you, I'd be busy having his babies," one of the crew members teased Sasha.

Sasha no longer felt like clarifying things. Her relationship with Chase had become a mess - the more she tried to fix it, the worse it got. She swallowed her anger and clenched her fists tightly. "Chase, just you wait. I'll show you!"

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who had just performed a seven-hour surgery and lost a considerable amount of blood, was both exhausted and weak. He had dozed

waiting for you." Sasha glared at her assistant as the elevator doors shut, then walked away. She turned to look at Chase, noticing his pale complexion and the dark circles under his eyes. A flicker of sympathy ignited deep within her. She had some understanding of the demands of a medical career, especially for a cardiologist like Chase who often faced lengthy surgeries. Some of the surgeries would last

She nudged his shoes with her foot and called out

opened his eyes, looking at her sleepily. His voice

crew late-night snacks. Why didn't

tired earlier, couldn't eat a

go home and rest? Who asked you to

around her shoulders. "Everyone's saying I'm your boyfriend. If I left, that'd make you look bad. Even if I'm exhausted, I've got to help you save dignity, right?"