A flash of pity crossed Richard's eyes. "Do you really think you can marry into the Sumners again?"Damon was defying him now only because he still had feelings for her.It wouldn't be long before he realized the difference between marrying a wife who could help him and one who couldn't. When that time came, he wouldn't choose Nyla.If Nyla were smart, she'd leave him now.Nyla replied calmly, "I know a lot of people want to marry into the Sumners, but I'm not one of them. When I married Clark, it was because of who he was, not because of the Sumners behind him. Now, I'm with Damon for the same reason—because he's Damon."Richard snorted. "Are you willing to swear that you're with him with no ulterior motives? That it's purely because you like him as a person?"Nyla's hands tightened at her sides. She was about to respond when Damon interrupted coldly, "Dad, enough. Stop pressuring her!"Richard glared at him. "Shut up! If you don't break up with her today, we'll sever our fathe
Clark gnashed his teeth, feeling a surge of anger. It was clear that Richard was favoring Damon.Unlike Damon, however, Clark didn't have his own company and couldn't afford to defy Richard.He quickly lowered his head and spoke in a guilty tone. "You're right, Grandpa... I acted on impulse. Besides, Jordyn is carrying my child...""Enough. I don't want to hear about your relationship problems anymore. You can go now," Richard cut him off sharply.Seeing the irritation in Richard's expression, Clark took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Alright."…As soon as Damon and Nyla left the Sumner residence, Damon finally released Nyla's hand."Why did you come here, knowing you'd be put through the wringer?" Damon's voice carried a hint of anger, making Nyla bite her lip nervously.She looked up at him, her gaze filled with concern. "I didn't want you to keep getting hurt because of me."Richard was Damon's father, so she knew Damon wouldn't fight back.Originally, she had only pl
"No, I'm not," Damon replied.Nyla raised an eyebrow. His tone was so stiff, and yet he claimed he wasn't angry?"Then why are you upset? Because I talked to Clark?" she asked.Damon's gaze darkened. "I'm not that childish.""Then what are you angry about?" Nyla pressed.Aside from exchanging a few words with Clark, she couldn't think of anything she had done that might have upset Damon. Besides, she and Clark were divorced now, and the conversation had happened right in front of Damon.What was there to be angry about?After a few seconds of silence, Damon spoke in a low voice. "Was the heart medication patent he presented back then something you gave him?"Nyla paused for a moment before nodding. "Yes. He had just started working at the Sumner Group at the time, and the shareholders didn't respect him. We were married then, and I knew that if he succeeded, it would benefit me too. So, I gave it to him."Damon smiled, but his tone was sarcastic. "You really did treat him well
The next moment, Nyla felt a soft touch on her forehead, like a feather gently brushing against her skin, tickling her heart.Damon pressed a light kiss to her forehead before pulling back, his gaze betraying a hint of guilt."Nyla, I'm sorry. Thinking about how much you were willing to give up for Clark made me uncomfortable, but that wasn't fair to you," he apologized.When he decided to be with her, he knew he should accept her past and not hold it against her.Nyla was momentarily stunned. Then, she wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned against his chest as she murmured, "Okay."Her body felt soft in his arms, and her fragrance was intoxicating.Damon's gaze darkened with desire. "Nyla, if you keep holding me like this, I can't guarantee what will happen next."The restrained desire in his voice sent a shiver through Nyla, a warm tingle spreading across her body as her cheeks flushed slightly.She quickly pushed him away, her eyes flashing with a mix of mock anger an
Hearing the annoyance in Nyla's voice, Damon chuckled and let her go. If he kept teasing her, she might actually get mad.Nyla took a few steps back, smoothing her hair that had become tousled during their playful scuffle. She shot Damon an irritated look."Alright, don't be mad. I might have to work late tonight, so I'll have the driver take you home first," Damon said.Nyla frowned. "Your wounds need to be dressed. How late are you planning to work?""Not sure yet. As for the dressing, I'll have Spencer take care of it," he replied.Nyla grew more frustrated due to Damon's casual demeanor, her face turning cold as she remained silent.Damon sighed. "It's really nothing, just minor wounds. They'll heal in a few days.""I'll come by after work to change your bandages, and then I'll head home," Nyla said.When the elevator doors opened, she stepped out, leaving no room for Damon to protest.Watching her hurry away, Damon couldn't help but smile.…Meanwhile, Clark returned ho
Damon's tone carried a hint of grievance.Nyla looked up, startled. "I was planning to finish up the experiment and then come to you.""Since I'm already here, why don't you do it now? I've got another meeting soon," Damon said."Alright, take off your shirt," Nyla instructed.As she prepared the fresh bandages and medication, she glanced up to find Damon's bare torso before her. Her grip on the bandages tightened involuntarily.His upper body was defined with perfectly sculpted abs, and his muscular back appeared both raw and masculine.Noticing Nyla's gaze fixed on his abs, Damon cleared his throat. "If you want to look, I can take it all off for you tonight. You can admire it all you want."His teasing tone made Nyla's face flush instantly.How embarrassing! She had actually zoned out while looking at his abs!There was no way she was going to admit to something so mortifying, so she denied, "I was just thinking about something. I've seen plenty of men with abs. I wouldn't
Nyla pursed her lips and entered the hospital room."Dad, I'm planning to send you abroad for treatment. The doctor has already agreed. Once your health improves and everything is arranged overseas, I'll buy tickets for you and Wren to go," Nyla announced.Harrison interrupted her, "I'm not going. I'm staying in the country."Nyla frowned. "Dad, the medical facilities abroad are better, and you need time to recover…"Harrison cut her off, "After you send me and Wren abroad, what are you planning to do next? Are you going to fight the Sumners alone?"Nyla lowered her gaze and replied flatly, "No. Didn't you tell me before not to continue?""Then why are you still involved with the Sumners?" Harrison slammed his hand on the table, his eyes filled with anger as he stared at Nyla."When have I been involved with the Sumners?" Nyla asked, bewildered."Don't lie to me! You just divorced Clark, and now you're entangled with his uncle. What exactly are you trying to do?!" Harrison dema
After saying that, Nyla turned and quickly left the room.Harrison wanted to call after her but ultimately couldn't make a sound. He covered his face in anguish, regretting everything he had done and said. He had intended to protect her, but his words had caused so much pain.Wren sighed and said softly, "Harrison, don't blame yourself. This isn't your fault… It's mine. If I hadn't said those things, your relationship with Nyla wouldn't be like this…"Harrison hung his head in silence, unsure of how to respond.Outside the hospital, Nyla wiped the tears from her eyes, questioning her actions for the first time.Why was everyone against her? Should she really give up?But when she thought of Cyrus and Clark's schemes against her, and what Cyrus had done to her family, she couldn't bring herself to let it go. There was no turning back now—she had to stay with Damon and use him to deal with the Sumners.…When Nyla returned to the villa, it was already past 9:00 p.m.Damon was ho