No Strings Attached novel (Clara and Ian) novel Chapter 511

Clara’s eyes were filled with passion, her cheeks burning hot. She immediately broke free from his embrace and said in a hoarse voice, “My brother is still here. I don’t want him to see us.”

Ian glanced at Edwin, who was watching the scene with amusement, and chuckled, “Don’t worry. He’s not wearing his glasses. He can’t see.”

Edwin, who had been feeling sorry for him just a moment ago, became furious at these words and immediately retorted, “Why don’t you just say I’m blind? Don’t forget. I’m only -2.50. Even without glasses, I can see you, you big jerk.”

Ian, with his arm around Clara’s shoulder, walked over to Edwin and cheerfully said, “Thanks for today, Edwin.”

Edwin immediately shook it off and hastily said, “Stop it. I can’t stand that flirtatious tone of yours.”

When Edwin saw the two reconcile, a smile appeared on his face.

“Since Clara is here, let’s have dinner at home. It’s her first visit to the Campbell family. It’s not easy for her to come here. I want to treat her well.”

Ian looked down at his wet clothes and said, “Then you need to find me a set of clothes to change into. I’ll catch a cold like this, and my wife will worry.”

Edwin glared at him. “Look at you showing off. Go to my bedroom upstairs and find something.”

“I have a thing about cleanliness. I don’t wear clothes others have worn. I want something new.”

“Beggars can’t be choosers. Either wear it or not. If you catch a cold, I’ll just bring Clara here, so you don’t pass it to her.”

Ian, with his arm around Clara, headed upstairs. “That won’t do. My wife can’t be away from me for even a day, right, honey?”

Clara picked up a picture frame, pointing at the young Ian in it, and laughed, “Is this you? How come you looked so out of place even as a child?”

Ian bit her neck gently and said, “How can you say that about your husband? This was taken when we were in preschool. I didn’t want to take the photo, but Eddie blackmailed me with you. He said if I didn’t take the photo with them, he wouldn’t let his sister marry me. That’s why I reluctantly stood with them.”

Clara was very fond of the proud and cool little boy in the photo. She couldn’t help but take the photo out of the frame. “I’m going to take this back with me, to appreciate properly.”

“No, I look too ugly in it. It might affect our son’s looks,” Ian said as he snatched the photo from Clara’s hand.

Just then, Clara suddenly noticed a line of elegant handwriting on the back of the photo.