No Strings Attached

Chapter 190 Dawson glanced at lan’s jealous and proud demeanor, and teased, Mr Hayes, con, which girl these days doesnt fall for at of romance? That was so touching it even gotmisty-eyed Imagine how Attorney Clara felt, especially since she’s never really been woord before.” lan was unimpressed. “Clara likes practical things. Every tI've bought her a gift, she’s been over the moon.

She's definitely not inte all that flashy, empty stuff” Dawson stared at lan as if he were looking at a man from Mars. “Mr. Hayes, did you not see how Clan’s face lit up w smile? That means she appreciated the gesture. If she were so materialistic, why hasn't she used your platinum card even once in the three years you've been together? That hit lan night in the feels it wasn’t just about the card. Clara didn’t even seem to want to keep the things he gave her And yet, he had always convinced himself that Clara was all about the material things that as long as he was willing to spend on her, she would never leave him. He realized he didn’t know Clara at all. He had never truly ventured into her heart to understand what she really chenshed lan’s eyes darkened as he fixed his gaze on Anders, who was standing not too far away. He saw in Anders something he himself had never possessed He stared at the pink cupcake beside him, and just as he was about to get out of the car to find Clara, he saw a stunning figure emerging from the hallway Clara was wearing her favorite little black dress, which hugged her curves in all the right places. Her wavy, chestnut hair naturally over her shoulders, contrasting sharply with her glowing skin.

This version of Clara was stunning and enchanting, especially when her eyes sparkled upon seeing Anders - a radiant glow an once believed was reserved only for him.

Once, she would have rushed into lan’s arms, but now, she was smiling that stunning smile at another man.

lan felt as if shards of broken glass were grinding against his heart, the pain so intense he momentarily struggled to breathe. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Clara, lan called out involuntarily, but there was no response.

Clara took the bouquet from Anders, inhaled its fragrance, and asked with a smile, “Anders, where are we off to today?” With an indulgent smile, Anders ruffled her hair. “Didn't you always want to go to the amusement park? I thought we'd take a ride on the rollercoasters.” “Really? I can’t wait” “Just don’t cry on me,” “I won't,” she laughed.

he teased.

Anders, ever the gentleman, opened the car door for her and handed her a breakfast box. “Your favorite muffins.” Clara took out a muffin and popped it into her mouth, her eyes instantly revealing utter contentment. As she turned her head, she caught sight of the familiar car. Even though she couldn't see clearly inside, she was sure lan was watching them. Without hesitation, she took another muffin and held it to Anders’ lips, saying with a smile, “Anders, I cant finish these. Helpout, will you?” lan was furing. She was feeding Anders. Such an intimate gesture how could she do that with another man? lan couldn't stand it any longer. He flung the car door open, clutching the cupcake box, and strode towards Clara.

*Clara!”