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
Just as Nyla was about to get up, Damon's hands gently pressed down on her shoulders."Don't move. Wait here," Damon instructed.Meeting his firm gaze, Nyla bit her lip and instinctively nodded.Damon patted her head with a smile. "Good girl."Nyla was left speechless.Damon worked quickly, and soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.Nyla couldn't help but swallow as she headed to the kitchen. She hadn't eaten dinner and was now quite hungry.Just as she reached the kitchen door, Damon emerged, carrying a plate of sandwiches."Why did you come over?" he asked.Nyla was captivated by the sandwiches in his hand. It was a simple creation—vegetables and eggs topped with melted cheese. The green vegetables and crispy-edged fried eggs looked especially appetizing under the light.Noticing that all her attention was on the sandwiches and she had completely ignored him, Damon couldn't help but smile. "Go get your cutlery."At his words, Nyla quickly went into the kitchen
Wren sighed. "Don't even mention it. She divorced Clark, and on top of that—"Before she could finish, Gabriel interrupted, "She got divorced?"Wren, oblivious to his agitation, continued with a frown. "Yes, it's complicated. I'll explain everything once I get to Meristate.""Alright…" Gabriel replied.After a few more words, Wren ended the call. Thinking about reuniting with her son in Meristate, she couldn't help but smile.Once she and Harrison were in Meristate, whatever Nyla did here wouldn't affect them. All she needed to do was focus on taking good care of Harrison and Gabriel.As for Nyla, Wren had never considered her part of the family. The courtesy Wren had shown in the past was merely out of respect for Harrison. Now that Nyla no longer respected her, Wren felt no need to curry favor with her.At the Sumner residence…Damon's decision to move Nyla into his villa had left Richard fuming."Outrageous! Does he really want to drag the Sumner name through the mud?!" Ric
Noticing that Richard hadn't assigned him the task, Parker stood up and said, "Mr. Richard, I need to find more information to see if there's a way to bail out Mr. Cyrus. I'll be going now."Richard nodded. "Go ahead."After Parker left, Richard turned to Cindy. "You should go too. Whether Cyrus can be released depends on whether you can convince Nyla."With that, Richard left the room.As Cindy watched him leave, she couldn't help but grit her teeth, her eyes filled with resentment. It seemed Richard wasn't reliable either, and only she cared about Cyrus' fate.After leaving the Sumner residence, Cindy called Clark and recounted the night's events in detail."Clark, if we want to get your father out, it's up to us now. I'll wait downstairs at Prospectus Technology tomorrow. I refuse to believe I can't find a way to see her!" Cindy declared.There was a brief silence before Clark's cold voice came through. "Alright. I'll also find a way to create some trouble for Uncle Damon's c
Cindy was furious and raised her hand to slap Nyla. However, before her hand could make contact, Nyla had already grabbed her wrist."Let go!" Cindy shrieked.Nyla smiled. "I suggest you adjust your attitude before asking for favors next time. Otherwise, you'll just end up looking foolish."With that, she released Cindy's wrist.Still struggling, Cindy didn't expect Nyla to suddenly let go. She lost her balance and fell awkwardly to the ground.As the elevator doors opened, Nyla walked in without looking back.Cindy tried to stop her, but the pain from her twisted ankle prevented her from getting up to chase after Nyla."Stop right there! You bitch! I won't let this go!" Cindy screeched.An icy glint crossed Nyla's eyes.Once the elevator doors closed and reached the first floor, she headed straight to the surveillance room. After copying the security footage of the argument with Cindy in front of the elevator, she left.Nyla then went to the top floor to find Damon but was 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