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."

Casey's hospital bed.

she slowly sat up. Tears clouded her vision as she looked at Casey.

impact, causing tissue damage. Waking up would require a miracle. I've already contacted the best specialists abroad for a consultation and sent people to find a miraculous healer.

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

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

looked up at lan. Her eyes were red. "Find that healer for me. I need my dad to wake

her in

weak right now and need to rest

a timed bomb in the locket Katherine gave to our baby. He not

leave these matters to me, okay? You need to take good care of yourself; otherwise, you'll be

soup. You need to eat more to