Clark paused, frowning. "What do you mean?""Ask her, and you'll know," Nyla replied curtly, then walked past him without another word.Clark immediately called Cindy. "Mom, did you go see Nyla today?"Cindy, still smarting from her confrontation with Damon at the restaurant, sneered at his question. "She went to complain to you? Truly shameless!"Clark's eyes flashed with anger. "Mom, I told you not to interfere in my matters with Nyla. Why didn't you listen?""If I didn't do it for you, do you think I'd willingly go to see her? She's making a fuss about you having a woman on the side. Can't even manage a woman… Others would see you as a joke if they knew!""This is our business. If you keep going to Nyla in secret, I won't care about Dad's affairs anymore.""You—"Clark didn't give her a chance to speak and hung up abruptly. He pocketed his phone, visibly frustrated.He hadn't settled his affair, and now Cindy was causing trouble for Nyla. If he were Nyla, he wouldn't forgiv
Clark realized how badly Cindy had been treating Nyla in private. Had she been speaking to Nyla this way for the entire three years of their marriage whenever he wasn't around?When Clark saw Damon in the surveillance footage, his grip on his phone tightened, his knuckles turning white.Watching Damon stand up for Nyla made Clark feel a mix of anger and helplessness. He was Nyla's husband. He should have been the one standing by her side, but he hadn't been there. If Nyla hadn't told him to ask Cindy, he wouldn't have known what happened today.The more Clark thought about it, the more guilt he felt. He had failed Nyla and their eight years of love.He turned off the video and sent a message to his secretary.Clark: [If my mother asks you to handle my father's matters in the future, ignore her.]Michael: [Understood. Do you still want me to investigate your uncle?]Clark: [Go on.]…Nyla had expected Clark to stay away for a few days after what happened last night. To her surp
Seeing the disappointment in Nyla's eyes, Clark felt as if a hand was squeezing his heart, making it hard to breathe."Nyla, I know that no matter what promises I make now, you won't believe me. But I will prove it with my actions. I will keep my word."Nyla had no intention of listening to his promises. She brushed past him and walked away.Just as Clark was about to follow her, his phone in his pocket rang. He answered, and his secretary's serious voice came through. "Mr. Sumner, there's a problem with one of our deals."Clark's expression darkened. "I'll be there right away."By the time he ran to the exit of the complex, all he saw was Nyla getting into a taxi and leaving. He pursed his lips, turned around, got into his car, and drove to the company. Once he dealt with work, he would come back to sort things out with Nyla.…When Nyla arrived at the restaurant, Valarie was already there."Nyla, you're finally here! I've got some gossip to share with you."Nyla sat down acr
Two very different voices spoke at the same time.Valarie turned around and saw a tall woman not far behind her. The woman, Jacqueline Rainford, had fair skin and wavy hair, and wore a red strap dress. Jacqueline's hand was pointing at the suit Valarie had her eye on.Noticing Valarie's gaze, Jacqueline smiled and said, "Miss, I plan to buy this suit as a gift for my boyfriend. We're meeting soon. Could you let me have it?"Valarie really liked the suit and didn't want to give it up, but Jacqueline's polite request made her hesitate.The sales associate next to her spoke up. "Ms. Weir, this suit is the only one in our store. As a VIP customer, you have priority purchasing rights."Upon hearing this, Jacqueline's expression immediately turned sour. There was just one suit—she must have it."What do you mean by this? Are you showing favoritism?"Despite Jacqueline's aggressive tone, the sales associate remained calm, maintaining a professional smile. "Miss, our VIP customers do ha
Nyla walked over and took Valarie's cold hand, whispering, "Valarie, maybe there's some misunderstanding. Don't be too upset."Valarie nodded. "Mm, I know."She wouldn't believe Jacqueline's words until Tom himself confirmed them in person.Soon, Tom's secretary, Fred Sailor, arrived.He hurried over to Jacqueline, completely unaware of Valarie and Nyla standing nearby. "Ms. Rainford, Mr. Genge is in a meeting, so he sent me."Jacqueline pointed her chin in the direction of Valarie and Nyla. "There, they're the ones trying to take the suit from me."Fred turned to speak but froze when he saw Valarie and Nyla. His face paled."Ms. Weir..."At that moment, Fred had only three words in his mind: "It is over."Valarie was Tom's current girlfriend, while Jacqueline was Tom's childhood friend. Fred hadn't expected Jacqueline to run into Valarie on her first day back in the country, let alone in such an unpleasant situation.Noticing Fred's unusual reaction, Jacqueline frowned. "You
"No need, you can have him," Valarie said flatly.A man entangled with other women wasn't worth keeping—it would only cause her grief.Jacqueline was stunned and couldn't respond before Valarie turned and walked away.Fred paled and hurried after Valarie. "Ms. Weir, this is a misunderstanding. At least give Mr. Genge a chance to explain."Valarie stopped and looked at him coldly. "Three months ago, he went to Meristate, and I couldn't reach him for three days. Later, he explained he was busy with work. Was he really busy with work?"Seeing Fred's momentary panic, Valarie smirked mockingly. "Now, can you still confidently say this is a misunderstanding?"She did like Tom, but she wasn't a fool. She had chosen not to pursue the matter then, hoping to give him a chance, but he had let her down."Mr. Genge and Ms. Rainford didn't do anything. Ms. Rainford's pet dog died, and she was in a bad state, so Mr. Genge—""No need to explain. It's unnecessary."Jacqueline's confidence in c
Nyla widened her eyes sharply, shaking off Clark's hand as she took a step back. "What does it have to do with you?""You and Uncle Damon stayed at the same hotel that night," Clark said coldly. "Not long after you left, he left too. And the hotel's surveillance footage from that time was deliberately deleted."If it weren't for a streetlight camera across from the hotel, Clark wouldn't have known any of this. The hotel's surveillance footage of Nyla's comings and goings was deleted. If nothing shady happened, why delete the footage?The more Clark thought about it, the angrier he became. His eyes turned even redder. What he found unusual about Damon's behavior finally had an explanation.Seeing Clark's disappointed look, Nyla laughed coldly. "Clark, do you think I cheated on you just like you did, and with your uncle no less?"Clark didn't speak, but his bloodshot eyes were fixed on her, clearly confirming her suspicion."So, what now? You think I cheated on you. What are you go
For three years of marriage, Nyla endured constant restrictions, only to be repaid with Clark's infidelity. Now, she was done compromising her happiness. She would live comfortably on her own terms.After finishing her meal, Nyla washed the dishes, brewed a pot of tea, and settled on the balcony with a book, basking in the sunlight. As she read, drowsiness overcame her, and she fell asleep on the lounge chair. When she woke up, dusk had already settled.She washed her face in the bathroom and decided not to make dinner. Grabbing her keys, she headed out to eat. When she opened the door, she was startled to find Clark standing in the shadows and instinctively took a step back."Nyla, it's me." Clark's voice was dry, indicating he had been standing there all afternoon.Nyla frowned. "What are you doing here?""Nyla, can you really not forgive me?"After a moment of silence, Nyla looked at him calmly. "Clark, when you cheated with your secretary, you must have spent a lot of money a