No Strings Attached

The garden was in complete disarray, its flowers and plants upturned as if by a storm. The yard was filled with nothing but police and medical staff.

lan immediately rushed toward a stretcher, his voice almost a roar. "Clara!"

Hearing his voice, Chase ran over and steadied him. Chase's voice was hoarse as he said, "Clara has lost a lot of blood and is unconscious, but her life isn't in danger. However, Casey is critically injured with head trauma, and both bodyguards are severely hurt. Ian, you need to hold on. Clara is waiting for you."

lan's voice choked as he asked, "Where is she?"

"She's over there. The OB/GYN is performing emergency treatment, but she needs to be taken to the hospital immediately."

Before Chase could finish, lan was already sprinting toward the ambulance.

"Clara! Clara!" His voice grew more hoarse with each call. It was as if all his energy had been drained.

Clara was lying on the stretcher, a respirator was attached to her nose, and her body was covered in blood. He staggered back several steps. Fortunately, Chase was there to prevent him from falling.

her hand, pressing it to his lips and kissing it repeatedly. "Clara, don't be scared, I'm here. You're

didn't know what he was saying. All he knew was that he needed to talk to Clara, afraid she might never hear

is critically injured. We need to perform an

ordered, "I want both of them to

our best.

jumped into

beside Clara. His large

was filled

fell down

of Clara's hand. Blood continued to

ambulance floor like a dagger

he had promised to protect

life-threatening dangers but had also allowed this disaster to happen just before she was due

felt toward Clara. If he hadn't forced Clara to come back and she had left with Brodie, perhaps none of this would have happened. Perhaps Clara and their child