Chapter 242

Nyla panicked and lunged at Clark. "Give me back my phone!"

Clark stumbled backward from her sudden attack, struggling to regain his balance. He grabbed her hand and said coldly, "I came here today to discuss something with you."

Nyla wrenched her hand away. "I have nothing to discuss with you."

She looked up at him with a cold, unyielding gaze, her demeanor starkly different from the gentle woman he once knew.

"Nyla, I've informed my grandparents that I won't be returning to the Sumner Group. I'm planning to start my own business," Clark said.

Nyla's expression remained unmoved. "What you do has nothing to do with me."

Clark's gaze darkened. "Nyla, we're married. We're supposed to spend our lives together. Do you really want to make our relationship so strained?"

His words struck Nyla as somewhat amusing. How could he still be dreaming that she would spend her life with him?

Nyla's silence caused Clark's grip on the phone to tighten, his knuckles turning white.

He took a deep