Clark hurried forward and squatted beside Harrison. "Dad, rest assured. I'll always treat Nyla well.""Mm. As long as you treat her well, that's all I ask for."Seeing Harrison's eyelids droop from the lingering anesthesia, Nyla quickly called out to him. "Dad, the anesthesia hasn't completely worn off yet. You can't sleep."Throughout the night, Nyla and Clark took turns watching over Harrison. As dawn approached, the effects of the anesthesia began to fade, allowing Harrison to finally rest.Shortly after dawn, Wren arrived with freshly made soup. "Nyla, Clark, you two stayed up all night. You should go home now. I'll take care of things here."After a night of vigil, Nyla could barely keep her eyes open. She nodded. "Okay, Wren. If there's anything, call me. I'll be resting at home on Saturday and Sunday."Wren unintentionally frowned as she thought, "Hasn't Nyla been unemployed? Why would she mention resting on weekends?"Before she could ask, nurses entered to conduct exami
A chill swept over Nyla, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.Clark's gaze darkened as he noticed the faint curves on her chest, and he leaned down to kiss her collarbone."Don't touch me!" Nyla struggled desperately, but she was pinned by Clark.The inherent power disparity between a man and a woman left her with no chance of escape. Her face contorted with disgust and anger. Even the slightest touch from him made her feel nauseous to the extreme."Nyla, your refusal won't work this time."Only by getting her pregnant would she stay by his side.Clark ignored Nyla's disgusted gaze and lowered his head to kiss her lips.The next moment, Nyla bit down hard on Clark's lips, the taste of blood spreading in their mouths.Clark released Nyla, wiped the blood from his mouth with a sneer, and gripped her chin to force her to look at him. "Nyla, you can't escape today."Just as he leaned down to kiss her collarbone again, a series of knocks suddenly sounded at the door. "Mr. Clark,
If Clark had known Jordyn would be so troublesome, he would never have let himself get involved with her in the first place. Hanging up, he glanced upstairs and took a deep breath before briskly walking toward the garage.…As Damon approached his car at the villa entrance, he noticed Spencer standing nearby with an odd expression."What's wrong?" Spencer hesitated for a moment before replying, "Mr. Sumner, you better see for yourself..."Damon opened the car door with a slight frown. Inside, he found Nyla looking disheveled and staring at him nervously. Anyone seeing this scene without knowing the context would likely assume he had done something reprehensible to her.Damon slammed the car door shut and demanded coldly, "What's going on?""I… I don't know. Ms. Jayston just limped out of the villa and said she wanted you to give her a ride…""And you let her get in?"Damon's irritation was palpable. He had come here today to warn Clark as compensation for the night he almost
Nyla's grip on the car door tightened, her fingertips turning white. She bit her lip and lowered her gaze, speaking softly. "Okay, sorry for the trouble, Uncle Damon."As soon as she closed the door, the black Maybach began to drive away. Based on Damon's earlier attitude, she guessed he didn't like her.Damon was naturally aloof, and their few encounters had been far from pleasant. It was only natural he disliked her.Nyla turned and slowly walked toward her apartment complex, soon disappearing into the stairwell.Inside the black Maybach, Spencer kept his head down and stayed silent, sensing Damon's icy aura. He had thought Damon might show some leniency since Nyla was his niece-in-law.Given that Damon had dismissed the coat Nyla tried to return, it was clear he was cold toward all women except Marie. Spencer made a mental note never to act on his own again.Damon closed his eyes to rest, but he could still smell the faint scent of gardenias from Nyla's presence in the car, ma
"Take her to the hospital." Clark was cold, his gaze devoid of any warmth as he looked at Jordyn.Under his gaze, Jordyn felt despair and sadness, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Clark, I truly love you. Can't Mrs. Summer accept me and the baby I'm carrying?"Clark was full of disgust. "You're just a mistress. What right do you have to compare yourself to her?"Jordyn felt humiliated, choking back sobs. "During the time we were together, did you ever love me, even a little?"Clark sneered. "Do you know any man who falls for an escort?"He had entertained Jordyn only because she pursued him aggressively and was willing to do anything in bed. Love and sex were clearly distinct in his mind.The color drained from Jordyn's face—she looked as if she might collapse.She couldn't believe Clark saw her as nothing more than a disposable plaything. She refused to accept this. After all her efforts to get pregnant, she couldn't stand being discarded like trash."Please, Ms. Cindy, save
"Send me the surveillance footage."After the call ended, the maid quickly sent the video.As Clark watched Nyla jump from the second floor, disheveled, into Damon's car, his expression grew darker. When he drove past earlier, Damon didn't even call out to him.Damon never meddled in others' business—why was he helping Nyla?The thought of Nyla being seen in such a state by another man ignited Clark's fury. He didn't need to guess. She had likely returned to her rented apartment.Cindy, having seen the footage too, gritted her teeth. "I told you she's not good enough for you. Look at what she's wearing! She's brought shame to the Sumners!"Clark's expression was one of frustration as he glared at Cindy. "Mom, this is my fault. You judge Nyla without even knowing the whole story. Isn't that unfair?""What do you mean? I'm standing up for you, and you're defending her? I'm your mother! Don't you think I want what's best for you?"Seeing Cindy's pained expression, Clark felt a wav
"Got it, but I need some time to process this. Please leave now."Clark frowned, noticing Nyla's indifference. "Nyla, I said I'd give you time, but can you stop pushing me away?"Frustrated by his persistence, Nyla looked him in the eye. "You say you'll give me time, but have you really? The day after I found out about your affair, you tried to force yourself on me, and today you did it again."From the start, I haven't seen any real remorse from you. You're just trying to smooth things over quickly, but I can't move on that fast. At least not right now. Do you understand?"Seeing the redness in Nyla's eyes, Clark felt a pang of guilt and regret. He reached out to hold her, but she stepped back and avoided his touch, leaving his hand suspended awkwardly in the air."Clark, in all these years of marriage, I've never wronged you. We've been together for eight years, not eight months or eight days."You betrayed me and expect me to accept it quickly. Do you think that's possible? Un
Instantly, everyone in the R&D department turned their eyes to Lucia.Genevieve had never spoken to Lucia in such a harsh tone before, leaving Lucia more surprised than embarrassed. "Genevieve... what's wrong?" Genevieve didn't respond and simply turned to walk back to her office.As Lucia felt the curious gazes of her colleagues, her face turned red with embarrassment. When her eyes met Nyla's, her anger flared even more. She was certain Nyla was waiting to see her make a fool of herself.Suppressing her rage, she bit her lip and followed Genevieve into the office.As soon as the door closed, Genevieve threw a document onto the desk in front of her. "Take a look!"Her tone was full of disappointment, and her gaze on Lucia was disapproving.Confused, Lucia picked up the document and began to browse. Her face grew paler with each page, and her hands started to shake. How could this have happened?Upon seeing Lucia's guilty expression, Genevieve's voice grew colder. "I used to t
"That's more like it," Valarie chirped.Nyla couldn't help but say, "Valarie, stop bullying Brandon all the time."Brandon turned to her and sighed dramatically. "Aunt Nyla, since you mentioned it, I have to say something. You have no idea what I've been through these past six months, I— Ouch!"Before he could finish, Valarie pinched his waist. "What was that? Tell me, Brandon. Have you been unhappy these past six months?""N-No... I've been very happy..." Brandon winced."Have I bullied you then?" Valarie pressed."No..." Brandon murmured.Valarie huffed. "If not, then keep your mouth shut, or Nyla will really think I mistreat you." Brandon gave her a pitiful look, lowering his head like a scolded puppy.Before they married, Valarie had been gentle and beautiful in his eyes. But after marriage, he realized how wrong he had been.Gentle and beautiful? All an illusion.If he stayed out drinking and came home late, he'd have to choose between sleeping on the couch or outside.
Taking Mia to work was exhausting, but every time she smiled at Damon, it made everything worth it."She'll be fine. Didn't you just say she loves us both equally? She'll cry for a bit, but if you stop taking her to the office, she'll get used to being at home," Nyla reasoned.Seeing Nyla's determination, Damon finally relented. "Alright, we'll try it tomorrow. But if she cries too much, you'll have to take her to the office.""Deal!" Nyla said....After getting ready for work the next morning, Damon kissed Mia on the cheek and headed for the door.As soon as he changed his shoes at the entrance, she reached her little arms toward him, asking to be held. She had grown so accustomed to going to the office with him every day that it had become a reflex.Damon glanced at Nyla. "Nyla, maybe today we should—"Nyla interrupted, "Nope. You go to work. And if you're free for lunch, don't bother coming home. If you need to work late, no rush to come back either."Damon chuckled. "You'
"Brandon, from now on, I'm entrusting Valarie to you," Jonathan said. "She's been spoiled by us and can be a little willful at times. I hope you'll be patient with her in your marriage, and I wish you both a lifetime of happiness together."Brandon held Valarie's hand tightly, his expression solemn. "Dad, don't worry. I'll cherish her with all my heart."Jonathan nodded, stepping down from the stage. He discreetly wiped away his tears.After exchanging vows and rings, Valarie and Brandon sealed their love with a kiss, surrounded by cheers and applause.…On the way home from the wedding, Nyla glanced at Damon. "I saw Mr. Weir wipe his tears so many times today. When Bunny gets married, you'll definitely be just like him, sneaking off somewhere to cry."Damon's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his gaze sharpening. "No one will ever be good enough for my daughter. If she never gets married, we'll take care of her for the rest of our lives."Nyla raised an eyebrow and
"Of course! When's the wedding?" Nyla asked.Valarie shook her head. "We haven't decided yet. He'll come to my house in a few days to discuss it with my parents."Nyla raised an eyebrow. "You're about to get really busy. Planning a wedding alone will take a lot of work.""Yeah, I'm already getting a headache just thinking about it," Valarie replied....For the next few months, Valarie was completely consumed by wedding preparations and work, barely having time to catch her breath.The wedding was set for August 8th, leaving them with less than six months to finalize everything.Valarie even traveled abroad several times to meet with designers and ensure her wedding dress was exactly what she wanted.Beyond the dress, she and Brandon spent hours discussing every detail—from the venue to the wedding favors and bouquet choices....After months of nonstop planning, the big day finally arrived.Valarie was already up, getting her hair and makeup done at 2:00 a.m.By the time N
Valarie looked up and saw the approaching glow.When the figure finally stopped in front of her, she realized it was Brandon.Frowning, she asked, "Where did you go? I waited so long for you. And what are you hiding behind your back?"Brandon flipped his phone face-down on the table, revealing the flowers he had hidden. Then he dropped to one knee."Valarie, I had planned a perfect proposal for you, but when you asked earlier about the meaning of wearing a wedding dress, I knew I couldn't wait any longer."Before I met you, my life revolved solely around work. I never paused for anyone—I never cared whether the sun was rising or setting, or if the moon was full or waning. But everything changed after I met you."I began cherishing the thought of greeting you every morning, sharing meals with you, and standing by your side for life."Valarie, I want every morning to begin with us waking up together, and every night to end with us holding each other as we fall asleep."Finally, B
Of course, every time they visited Valarie's home, Phoebe would subtly—or sometimes not so subtly—hint that they should get married.Brandon had always assumed Valarie wasn't interested in marriage since she never responded to those hints. He hadn't considered proposing.But today, seeing her so excited about picking out baby clothes made him start to imagine a future with her—building a family, raising a child.That thought filled his heart with warmth.After more than three hours of shopping, they finally left the mall, their arms full of bags.Once they loaded everything into the car, Valarie turned to Brandon. "I'm starving. Let's grab something to eat."Brandon nodded. "Sure. What are you in the mood for?""I'm not picky. Is there anything good around here? I don't feel like going too far," she replied.Brandon paused, then said, "There's a place with ethnic cuisine nearby. I went there once for a business meeting—it was pretty authentic. Want to give it a try?""Sounds g
Nyla was silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright. If you ever need Damon to help figure out Brandon's thoughts, just let me know.""I will. Don't worry about us, though. You just gave birth. Your main priority should be resting," Valarie said."Okay," Nyla replied.Valarie lingered in the bedroom for a while, but when she saw Nyla looking tired, she stood up and left.Downstairs, only Brandon was in the living room.Valarie walked over to him and asked, "Where's Damon?""He had something to take care of for work, so he went to the study. How's Aunt Nyla?" Brandon asked."She seems to be doing well, and the baby is adorable. Oh, right, I forgot to ask what the baby's name is. I only know her nickname is Bunny," Valarie said.Just thinking about Mia Sumner's cute little face made Valarie smile. She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother.A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?""Of course! I've said befor
Once they were in the car, Nyla suddenly recalled Damon's phone call earlier. "By the way, what did Alexander want?"After a brief pause, Damon glanced at her. "He said Ms. Kinsey left you an inheritance and asked when we'd be able to go to Meristate to take care of it."Nyla pressed her lips together before replying, "Call him later and tell him to donate it or keep it for himself. I don't want it.""Alright," Damon replied.When they arrived home, Damon helped Nyla settle onto the couch, placing a pillow behind her back for support. Then, he said seriously, "Nyla, you've been through enough. Let's not have any more kids after this."During her first pregnancy with Mason, Damon hadn't been around, so he hadn't realized how difficult it was for her.Now, experiencing this pregnancy with her, every checkup and blood draw made his heart ache.Once Nyla gave birth, he planned to get a vasectomy. Two kids were enough for them.Nyla shot him a look. "This wasn't exactly planned, was
More than half an hour later, Nyla finally stirred from her nap.When she opened her eyes, she found Damon sitting by her bed, watching her. She froze for a moment, caught off guard.Rubbing her eyes, she realized he was still there and confirmed she wasn't dreaming.She slowly sat up, her voice still heavy with sleep. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in your study working?""I missed you, so I came to see you," Damon replied.Nyla narrowed her eyes. "You definitely have something to say if you're here all of a sudden."Damon chuckled, a little helpless. "I guess I can't fool you.""Of course not. I know you too well. Ever since I got pregnant, you've never come to see me like this in the afternoon," Nyla said."Alright. Go freshen up first, and I'll wait for you downstairs," Damon suggested."Okay," Nyla replied.After washing up, she went downstairs and sat beside Damon. "Alright, tell me. What's going on? You're acting all mysterious."Damon hesitated for a moment befo