No Strings Attached novel (Clara and Ian) novel Chapter 382

The doctor clad Clara in a set of sterile scrubs before guiding her into the emergency room. Upon seeing Ian, a human pincushion of medical devices, the taut string within Clara nearly snapped. Her fists clenched so tight that her nails dug into her flesh without her even noticing the pain.

She approached Ian's side, her icy fingers wrapping firmly around his larger hand. Her voice, as smooth as silk, broke the silence. "Ian, our baby's going to be two months old in just a few days. The doctor said we could hear the heartbeat then. Don't you want to feel their little presence?"

She placed Ian's hand gently over her belly, sharing her warmth, willing him to connect with their child's existence.

She glanced at the heart monitor, which showed no sign of improvement, and continued, "Honey, in a few months, our baby will be kicking and dancing in my womb. I've heard it's the most magical feeling. Don't you want to experience that?

Weren't you the one who promised to read to him, to play him Mozart and the Beatles? I got those books from Christy, and you haven't read a single one to him. You can't leave us like this. Please, won't you stay with us?" With every word, her voice wavered more, tears streaming down her cheeks, unfelt.

At that moment, Ian's finger twitched faintly. The lines on the heart monitor surged dramatically.

"The stimulation's working. Keep talking to him!" the doctor urged immediately.

A glimmer of joy broke through the tear-stained mask on Clara's face. She took a warm towel and tenderly wiped Ian's ashen face clean. Then, she leaned down to press a kiss to his lips.