No Strings Attached

She had guessed lan's decision already. He wouldn't be absent, not standing vigil by her side, if he didn't make his choice

Clara closed her eyes in agony. Tears slid down her cheeks, dampening the pillow.

She didn't want to let go and couldn't bear to let go. If she left lan, what would become of him alone?

She shook her head in denial. "I can't believe he'd want to part ways with me, nor can I believe he'd give up on our relationship. Sasha, I want to see him."

Sasha pulled out a tissue to wipe her tears and said, "He's gone abroad. He'd be back in a few days and asked me to keep you company."

"What else has happened the last few days? Tell me everything."

"Not much, mostly just corporate battles. The Hayes empire fell under Brodie's control, lan's influence waned, while the York and Campbell businesses continued their downward spiral. Ryker really came through at a crucial moment. He sold his club, moved the Miller stronghold to Northbridge, and took over as head of the Miller family. The guy's grown up a lot in how he handles things, Clara, and that's all thanks to you. He even said that once you're recovered, he'd take you racing."

calmed herself. Everyone was trying their best, looking for a breakthrough

week later, lan returned

more pronounced. He took off his coat and

two hadn't seen each other for over ten days, and upon reunion, neither dared to speak first because they both knew what the

"Clara, how are you feeling?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

slightly. "Much better. How are things

is staying at our house abroad. However, she's restricted

evidence? Is

to negotiate and hoping to

calm, both aware that this calmness was the precursor to

a long while before finally looking up at Clara with his bloodshot eyes. His voice was unimaginably hoarse. "Clara,