Chapter 37

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