No Strings Attached - Chapter 135
Chapter 134 lan quipped again, “Has she ever made you bleed?” “Not at all.” Dawson shook his head
immediately. His girlfriend’s punches were nothing more than playful love taps. He wasn’t like lan, who
was always courting disaster. lan gave him a knowing look. “Bleeding is a sign of true love, my friend.
What you have is more of a bed buddy. It’s nothing compared to what Clara and I have.” Dawson
thought to himself, ‘Mr. Hayes, have you no shame? You and Attorney Clara are on the outs. She won’t
even give you the time of day, and here you are, still claiming it’s true love?‘ But as a savvy
subordinate, Dawson quickly replied with a grin, “Of course, my relationship doesn’t hold a candle to
the fiery saga between you and Attorney Clara. All ton–again, off–again passion–that’s real love. My
situation is just too bland by comparison.” lan shot him a glance. “Do I detect a hint of sarcasm?” “No
sarcasm, Mr. Hayes. I’m just stating the cold, hard facts.” As they were bantering, a tall figure appeared
at the doorway. Ryker strolled in, decked out in casual wear topped with a baseball cap. He leaned
against the doorframe with an easy grin. “Ms. Clara dumped you ages ago, and you’re still clinging to
her, lan. I never knew you were so shameless.” lan’s gaze met Ryker’s eagle–like eyes as he retorted,
“Shameless? Take a look in the mirror. You’re no better than a street rat, a disgrace to your
grandfather’s legacy.” “lan, watch your mouth. Don’t make me come over there and teach you a
lesson.” lan raised an eyebrow. “You? Beat me in a fight? When has that ever happened?” From
childhood to adulthood, Ryker had always been the one to take the fall. Even with years of military
experience, he couldn’t best lan. Amidst their squabble, Clara returned with medicine in hand. She
handed the meds to Dawson, briefly explained the dosage and instructions, and then added, “Make
sure he doesn’t get it wet when you change the dressing. I’ve got to head back to the firm.” Suddenly,
lan called out to her, “Dawson’s all thumbs. He’ll botch the job. Come over tonight and change my
dressing.” Clara refused without a second thought, “If you’re not happy with his work, come to the
hospital.” “Clara, you think you can just hit me and walk away?” lan stood up, grabbing her wrist. He
wouldn’t miss this chance to be close to Clara. 1/2 Clara’s cold gaze fell upon him. “Why did I hit you,
Mr. Hayes? Have you forgotten? It was self–defense at best. Even the best lawyer couldn’t sue me for
that.” A sharp pain pierced lan’s heart. He lowered his voice, “Clara, I just want you to change. my
dressing. Otherwise, I’ll have to ask Casey.” “Tan, can’t we keep our issues between us and not involve
others?” lan’s lips twisted into a bitter smile. “Then come over tonight and help me.” Without
responding, Clara turned and left. Ryker shot lan a rude gesture before catching up to Clara. He was all
bravado moments ago but instantly softened around Clara. “Ms. Clara, I got you breakfast–your
favorite from that spot you love.” lan clenched his teeth in frustration. He turned to Dawson with a cold
gaze. “The national network has been hounding me for an interview, right? Tell them it’s set for 10 a.m.
today in my office.” Dawson looked puzzled. “Mr. Hayes, aren’t you worried about ruining your image?
Especially since right now you’re-” lan’s deep eyes shimmered with a hint of defiance. “What’s the big
deal about getting hit by your woman? It’s not the end of the world.”novelbin