No Strings Attached

He cradled Clara's delicate hand in his, showering it with kisses. His lips brushed against her skin repeatedly. Tears welled up in his eyes, a warm sensation swirling within.

At this moment, he couldn't quite capture the storm of emotions raging through him—was it the relief of a narrow escape or the joy of a precious return? He had even braced himself for the worst, rehearsing in his mind how he would console Clara if their child was lost.

Clara, overcome with emotion, was at a loss for words. Tears streamed down her cheeks in silence. After what felt like an eternity, her voice emerged, hoarse and trembling, "lan, I didn't let go of our kid. When Heidi kicked me, I shielded them with my arms. I'm a good mom, Ian. I protected our child."

These words pierced lan's heart, sending waves of acute pain through him. Without a doubt, he knew the lengths Clara had gone to protect their unborn child. He wrapped his arms around Clara, holding her close, his lips finding the crown of her head.

"You're amazing, Clara. You're the greatest mom in the world, and I love you," he murmured against her hair.

corners of her eyes. His lips finally rested on her pale, trembling ones. His voice was a deep, husky whisper. "Clara,

a feeling beyond words. Ian poured all his pent-up longing into that kiss. His lips moved

stomach broke their trance. It was then that Clara remembered she hadn't eaten properly in

passion. "Ian, I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat here? I'm craving ribs, shrimp, and cupcakes." Seeing her revert to her food-loving self, lan finally allowed

She knew this was her father Casey's doing. She couldn't imagine what he had been through these past days. Recalling Heidi's harsh words, she felt

voice was soft with comfort. "Casey's strong. He always believed you were alive.

eyes met his. "Is he okay?

with him

When she finally saw Casey, she couldn't help but burst into