No Strings Attached

After walking to the car, he looked up towards the building above. The moment he spotted Clara standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watching him, he felt an impulse. He wanted to rush upstairs right away and hold her in his arms to comfort her.

But he didn't do that. He just stood silently in place, looking intensely at her.

The two of them, one standing on the balcony and the other in the yard, stared at each other for several minutes. Every minute felt like an agony.

Clara just calmed herself down, but when she saw lan, tears streamed down her face again. She knew this had nothing to do with lan, and she shouldn't take her anger out on him. She had also said she wouldn't let Leonora's hurt affect lan.

Still, she was only human, unable to put aside her mother's grievances to be with lan. The moment she saw him, she remembered how her mother must have felt after being betrayed by someone so close, and how heartbroken she must have been.

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When she thought of this, Clara's tears flowed even more fiercely. Looking into lan's captivating eyes, she couldn't help but say, "lan, what should we do?"

lan saw her lips move, a sharp pain stabbed his heart. He lifted his foot, wanting to run upstairs, but at that moment,

could no longer see Clara's sorrowful face. Only a silhouette reflected on the

to rub his somewhat sore eyes. He took out his phone and sent Clara a message. [Clara, I have to head back to the office for a bit. Remember to eat well and sleep well.] After sending the message, he looked towards the balcony again, but

in the yard and smoked a cigarette, then drove away. Not far from

just delivered to the old mansion. Should I bring it

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sent letters these days? And to the

How could someone send a letter to the

was amiss, lan immediately said, "I'll be right

the butler's hands. After carefully inspecting it and finding nothing amiss, he

was reading

letter was one he had written to No. 11, asking her to come to this address after she