No Strings Attached novel (Clara and Ian) novel Chapter 320

At this moment, Ian was stripped of all his usual defenses, resembling a pitiful little puppy. His big, doleful eyes begged for sympathy.

Clara’s heart felt as though it had been pricked with a needle, which sent waves of sharp pain throughout her chest. She slowly crouched down, gently stroked Ian’s hair, and whispered softly, “Ian, let me take you home.”

Red-eyed, Ian looked up at her. “Promise you won’t leave, and I’ll go with you.”

“Alright, I promise.”

Hearing this, Ian stood, albeit unsteadily, and allowed himself to be led away. His grip on Clara’s hand never loosened. It was as if he feared he’d lose her the moment he let go.

Upon arriving at the Miller family residence, Clara helped Ian clean up a little and tucked him into bed.

His brows still furrowed in distress. When she watched him sleep in this way, she felt a twinge of heartache and softly smoothed his furrowed brow with her fingers. Her fingertips couldn’t resist tracing the contours of his handsome face, from his eyebrows to his eyes, from his nose down to his mouth.

With each inch of his skin her fingers caressed, Clara’s heart ached in tandem. She knew that after she left, Ian would be in pain for a while, and she hoped that time would be as brief as possible.

The cool touch of her fingertips lingered on his sensual lips. Unbidden, memories of their intimate moments together flooded her mind.

Unable to resist, Clara leaned in close to Ian’s lips and murmured hoarsely, “Ian, I’m sorry.”

Tears, large as pearls, fell one by one onto Ian’s face. At last, she couldn’t hold back any longer and pressed her lips to his.

The next morning, when Ian awoke, it felt as if he had been in a dream. In that dream, Clara had cried. She had apologized to him. She had even kissed him of her own accord.

With these thoughts racing through his mind, he immediately grabbed his phone to call Clara. “Clara, where are you?”

Clara, dragging her luggage out of the airport terminal, felt a sting in her eyes. “I had some stuff to take care of, so I headed back to Northbridge.”

At her words, Ian bolted upright in bed. “Why didn’t you tell me? Wait for me. I’ll be at the airport in no time.”