"Do as you like," Damon said."Okay. Uncle Damon, you're busy with work. If you don't have to, don't waste your time coming to see me," Nyla commented.Damon raised an eyebrow, his gaze scrutinizing Nyla. "Is this how you treat someone who saved your life?"Nyla looked up at him and said slowly, "It's precisely because you saved my life that I should be more grateful. I don't want to waste your time when you're so busy, Uncle Damon."Seeing her repeatedly address him as "Uncle Damon", a constant reminder of their relationship, Damon suddenly leaned in closer.Startled by his magnified face, Nyla backed away quickly, as if avoiding the plague.Just as Damon was about to speak, the door to the room was pushed open."Nyla—" Clark's voice halted abruptly when he saw Damon.From Clark's perspective, Damon's movement seemed like he wanted to kiss Nyla.Clark's expression turned icy as he strode to the bedside, glaring at Damon. "Uncle Damon, I've told you before to stay away from Ny
Clark sneered and was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang. Seeing it was Jordyn, he coldly ended the call."Nyla, do you really think my uncle likes you? If he genuinely cared about you, he wouldn't have tried to seduce you while you were still my wife. The fact that he's acting like this now just shows he's playing with you…"Nyla was disgusted by Clark's words and looked at him coldly. "Clark, I've told you before—don't assume everyone is as vile as you.""Vile? Is he having inappropriate thoughts about you as an elder not vile?" he taunted.Nyla's expression turned even colder. "What right do you have to criticize others? You haven't even dealt with your mistress and her unborn child. Clark, the truly vile person here is you."Clark's expression darkened, and his gaze toward Nyla was filled with chilling anger."Nyla, it seems you're not learning your lesson." He smirked and dialed a number on his phone. "Stop looking for a kidney donor for my father-in-law."Nyla was
After Nyla gave her statement, she was about to leave when an officer stopped her."Ms. Jayston, the suspect wants to see you. She says she won't say anything until she meets you. Can you please cooperate and speak with her?" the police officer asked.Nyla frowned, suspecting that Lucia might have ulterior motives.Seeing her concern, the officer continued. "Don't worry. You'll be separated by glass, so she won't be able to harm you."Nyla agreed reluctantly. "Alright then."When she arrived, Lucia was already waiting on the other side of the glass.Lucia looked calm, probably knowing that no matter how much she hated Nyla, she couldn't do anything now.Nyla picked up the phone and spoke in a cold tone. "What do you want to say to me?"Lucia smirked. "Nyla, do you think you've won?"Nyla remained indifferent, her gaze devoid of any emotion. She thought even hating Lucia seemed excessive."You're overthinking it. I've never tried to win against anyone. Your own greed and extre
Nyla was suddenly yanked from behind and slammed to the ground.A large truck roared past her. Her body ached, but she felt numb, sitting on the ground in a daze."Are you alright?" The person who had pulled her to safety waved a hand in front of her face, thinking she was stunned by the recent events.Nyla nodded. "I'm okay… Thank you…""Are you really sure?""Yes."After confirming she was truly fine, the good Samaritan reminded her to stay alert while crossing the street, then left with a frown.Instead of going home, Nyla went to visit Harrison.…When Nyla arrived, her father was undergoing dialysis.Wren was surprised to see her and quickly wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes, forcing a smile. "Nyla, what brings you here?"Nyla sat beside her and lowered her gaze. "I came to see my dad."Wren sighed. "We don't know when a matching kidney will be found… Your father's health is deteriorating, and each dialysis session is very painful. It breaks my heart to see
Nyla frowned and leered at Harrison. "Dad, what are you saying?! If you say something like this again, I won't come to see you anymore."Before Harrison could respond, Wren quickly spoke up. "Alright, Harrison, stop. You should consider how much this upsets Nyla."Seeing the sadness in Nyla's eyes, Harrison sighed and didn't say anything more.After settling Harrison back into his room, Nyla was about to leave when she couldn't help but ask, "Dad, has the cause of the Harris Pharmaceuticals accident ever been determined?"Harrison was taken aback and then frowned. "Why are you asking about that all of a sudden?""I recently watched some safety accident videos and wanted to know what happened during that incident. After all, I work in a lab and need to be cautious to prevent similar accidents," she lied."I don't remember the specifics. It's been so long, and I'd prefer not to talk about it," Harrison replied.Noticing Harrison's reluctance, Nyla didn't press further. "Alright, I
Nyla looked up at Clark and saw the apology in his eyes.She nodded and said, "Yes, I've thought it over. I've been too cold toward you. And between spouses, it's not just about forgiveness."Clark was momentarily stunned, then his eyes filled with joy. "Nyla, are you serious?"He had expected that Nyla would still be angry and that he would have to spend time placating her. To his surprise, her attitude had changed in just a morning. She was no longer as cold and resistant as before.Nyla smiled. "Of course. Although I haven't completely forgiven you yet, I realize I shouldn't continue to hold grudges. I'll move back to the villa in a couple of days.""Really?"Although Clark didn't understand why Nyla had suddenly changed her mind, the important thing was that she was willing to come back to him. Nothing else mattered."Yes, just come and pick me up when the time comes," she replied."Alright."Seeing Nyla's demeanor soften from before, Clark hesitated for a moment, then car
"Yes, here to discuss business," Damon said.Clark smiled and replied, "Then I won't keep you. Nyla, let's go inside."Nyla nodded, her gaze lowered, and followed Clark into the restaurant.Damon's expression darkened as he watched their retreating figures, his displeasure almost palpable.Spencer internally groaned at the disgruntlement emanating from Damon—why was he always the one suffering?After a moment of hesitation, Spencer finally mustered the courage to remind Damon, "Mr. Sumner, the meeting time is approaching."Damon didn't respond, scowling as he walked inside.…Clark was in a good mood tonight. Nyla wasn't as cold as before, and he had managed to turn things around with Damon.Under the candlelight, his gaze toward Nyla softened considerably. "Nyla, I'm so glad you're willing to give me another chance. I promise I won't let you down!"Nyla barely registered his words, nodding absentmindedly. "Yeah, I believe you."She continued to cut her steak, the light cast
Sensing Nyla's struggle, Damon paused and abruptly released her.Nyla trembled with anger, torn between wanting to hit him and remembering that he had saved her life. She bit her lip hard and remained silent, though she was deeply hurt inside.What did he think of her? He knew she was Clark's wife—his nephew's wife—and still dared to do something like that!The more Nyla thought about it, the more wronged she felt, and tears streamed down her face. The Sumner men were all despicable!Damon's gaze grew colder in the darkness, his entire demeanor radiating chill, as he heard Nyla's sobs."Why were you so distant from Clark before, even wanting a divorce, but now you're having dinner with him as if nothing happened?" he asked.Damon's accusatory tone made Nyla frown. Even though he had saved her before, what he had just done and the question he was asking now were far beyond acceptable.She took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, and said coldly, "Uncle Damon, it's normal for a