No Strings Attached

Orin burst into the room with the swagger of a young conqueror, grabbing Clara by the hand and pulling her toward the exit. In his eyes, Clara and lan were his true kin, while those distant uncles were nothing but troublemakers. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Clara quickly ended her phone call and followed him to the banquet hall. As soon as they stepped in, they saw several uncles slumped over the tables, mumbling incoherently. A group of men were gathered around lan, engrossed in a game of high-low dice.

When Clara approached, lan, who had been on a winning streak, rolled the dice, and for the first time, it landed on a pitiful one. The guys burst into laughter, egging lan on to take a drink.

Without a second thought, lan lifted his glass and quickly downed three shots. He then staggered to his feet and wobbled over to Clara. Wrapping his arms around her, he buried his face in her shoulder and whined, "Honey, they're ganging up on me. I wanna go home."

He didn't move from that spot, his head nestled against her.

Edwin, tipsy and teetering, came over and nudged lan's calf with his foot, "Quit the act. You haven't had that much, and yet here you are, playing the victim when you've drunk all the uncles under the table." Feeling lan clinging to her without letting go, Clara frowned and asked, "How much did he drink?"

"Just over a pint of vodka, a couple of bottles of red wine, and a few

in disbelief. "That's not much? Don't you know he can't handle his liquor? There's enough of you here. If each of you had one drink with him, it'd be too much. You're his friend. Shouldn't you

treat me like a brother, Clara? Don't fall for his act. He was fine just a moment ago, but the moment you showed

lan another nudge with his

Edwin started to worry. Had

"Stop kicking him! He's had too much already, and you're still picking on him. I'm not

"Clara, don't be mad. I wasn't really kicking him. I was just checking how

arm around her neck and started

his other hand behind his back. And there it was a defiant middle finger aimed at Edwin. Cursing under his breath, Edwin muttered, "Damn! I'm an idiot for buying into

bedroom and eased