No Strings Attached

He didn't know how Clara would react when he proposed divorce. He desperately wished for more time for Clara to gradually adapt to everything as it was now.

lan carried Clara into Casey's hospital room. Upon entering, Clara saw her father's body entangled with medical devices.

Darkness seemed to envelop her vision. Her throat felt as if it were pierced by countless thorns, the pain making it impossible for her to breathe.

She sat beside Casey's bed, softly calling out, "Dad."

Casey showed no response. He lay there quietly.

Clara's small hand tightly grasped her father's, tears continuously streaming down her cheeks.

"Dad, when I was little, you held my hand just like this. You said as long as you didn't let go, I would never be alone. Now, I'm holding your hand the same way. I'm begging you not to leave me, okay? The baby is gone. If you leave too, I don't know how I'll carry on. Dad, you always loved me the most, didn't you? I'm begging you, please wake up. Please... look at how pitiful I am now."

hospital bed. Her whole body trembled

Tears clouded her vision as she looked at Casey. "What did the

the best specialists abroad for a consultation and sent people to find a miraculous healer. I heard she's exceptional at acupuncture and capable of

meaning. "So, you're saying this miraculous healer is our best hope

specialists haven't arrived yet. We'll see what they

my dad to wake up." Sᴇaʀch

her in his arms,

I'll do everything in my power to find her You're very weak right now and need to rest in your room. There are

to our baby. He not only killed

me, okay? You need to take good care of

back to your room and rest. I made you some soup. You need to eat more to get better so you can take care of your dad." Clara obediently nodded. "Grandma, sorry