Nyla was stunned. Clark was forcing Jordyn to ask for her forgiveness? Why?As she pondered Clark's recent odd behavior and the unfolding events, her gaze fell upon Jordyn's flat stomach."Is the child you're carrying not Clark's?" she asked.Jordyn's face froze in shock, confirming Nyla's suspicion. Even if the child wasn't Clark's, it seemed unlikely that he would suddenly come to apologize.The only possible explanation was that Clark was truly infertile.If that were the case, everything made sense: why she hadn't gotten pregnant after three years of marriage, why Clark seemed so conflicted and guilty—it all pointed to him being the one who was infertile!Nyla's expression turned cold."Tell him I'm not interested in your problems. And let him know not to come here and disgust me anymore!" she snapped.Previously, Nyla was believed to be infertile, and Clark had used that against her. Now that he knew he was the infertile one, his pretense was utterly revolting."Ms. Jayst
"If you want to die, no one will stop you. But are you really willing to die?" Clark retorted.Jordyn lowered her eyes, unable to meet his gaze.Clark stood up and left without casting another glance at her.…That night, Jordyn attempted suicide. Fortunately, she was found in time and rushed to the hospital, avoiding death.When Clark heard the news, his expression didn't change. Coldly, he said, "Whatever. Let her be."Michael lowered his eyes, feeling a trace of sympathy for Jordyn. No matter what, she had been involved with Clark, yet he was so ruthless. He couldn't help but wonder if Clark would treat him just as coldly one day when he too lost his usefulness.Michael pushed the thought away and left Clark's office.…After spending a few days in the hospital without a visit from Clark, Jordyn realized that he wouldn't care even if she died right in front of him.She knew she had to take a different approach—starting with Nyla.Just as she was about to reach out to Nyla
After people discovered that Jordyn was the mistress who had caused Clark and Nyla's divorce, most condemned her, insisting she deserved it.However, a few believed Nyla was being too harsh, refusing to forgive Jordyn even after she pleaded on her knees outside her apartment.As the situation gained traction, Damon found out as well. He called Clark directly. "What's going on with Jordyn?"Clark raised an eyebrow. "Didn't expect you to hear about this, Uncle Damon.""Clark, Nyla's life is finally back to normal. I'm warning you, stop letting Jordyn harass her!" Damon's voice was piercing.Clark laughed. "I'll return your warning. Stay away from Nyla. I've decided to pursue her again.""Are you out of your mind?" Damon shot back."You don't understand. Nyla and I have years of history. As long as you stop interfering, we'll get back together," Clark insisted, sounding determined.Damon's tone turned frosty. "You're dreaming. She's never going to give you another chance."After
"Nyla..." Before Clark could finish his sentence, the dial tone cut him off.When he tried to call Nyla back, the line was busy.It was obvious that Nyla had taken him off her block list just to make that call, only to block him again afterward.Clark felt a little helpless but couldn't help chuckling. She was still the same as ever, petty when she was mad. He liked her just like that.On the other end, Nyla set her phone down in irritation. She had just managed to distance herself from Damon, and now Clark was hovering around like a persistent fly—disgusting and infuriating.Did he really think his behavior would win her over?Taking a deep breath, she pushed the thought of him out of her mind, picked up her pen, and returned to studying.…For the next few days, everything was calm.Nyla thought the matter was over, but as soon as she stepped out of her apartment complex, she ran right into Clark, who seemed to appear out of nowhere."Nyla, I'd like to talk to you," said Cl
Nyla stopped in her tracks and looked at Damon. "Oh? So?"The coldness in her eyes made Damon's gaze dim slightly, and his voice lowered. "Nothing. I just thought you wouldn't give him another chance.""If you have nothing else to say, Mr. Sumner, please stop bothering me in the future," Nyla replied.His obvious attempt to probe her feelings felt pointless to her. She had no intention of giving Clark another chance, and she certainly wasn't going to give Damon one either.Back home, Nyla decided to stay indoors for a while to avoid running into anyone from the Sumners or Jordyn. She also began considering whether she should rent a place in Capitarnia to focus on preparing for her exams.After all the entanglements with Clark and Jordyn, she strongly felt that staying in Saintornia would only lead to more harassment.With that thought in mind, she picked up the phone and called Caroline.-Clark had just arrived at his villa when he spotted a disheveled Jordyn standing under a
Rebecca pondered for a moment before agreeing with a smile. "Alright, I can help, but there's no need for unnecessary theatrics. I can get your family out, but I won't let them go until you've helped me deal with Nyla."Jordyn's face turned cold as she gritted her teeth. "No need. Just make sure you help them leave when the time comes."If her family fell into Rebecca's hands, it wouldn't be any different than being under Clark's control. She would still be blackmailed into doing things she didn't want to do.Rebecca let out a light laugh, her tone laced with mockery. "Ms. Cheatham, you're not really in a position to make demands. Either I help get your family out, or you figure it out yourself.""Rebecca, you're kicking me while I'm down!" Jordyn hissed.Jordyn's anger didn't faze Rebecca. If anything, it made her smile even wider. "I didn't want to do this, but you handed me this leverage on a silver platter, didn't you?"Silence fell on the other end of the line.The quiet st
Jordyn shook her head. "Mom, it's a long story. I'll explain later. For now, just settle in here. Once everything is taken care of, I'll come get you."Her father frowned, anger evident in his voice. "So, what? We're just supposed to stay locked up in this place?""Dad, just bear with it a little while longer. It won't be much longer, I promise," Jordyn assured him.Before her father could say more, her mother interjected, "Alright, I understand. Jordyn, I don't know what happened between you and Clark, but you have to be patient. Only by enduring can you make things work.""Yeah, I know," Jordyn replied.Nearby, her brother wore a long face as he raised his voice. "Jordyn, I don't care what's going on between you and Clark. I'm going on vacation with my girlfriend next week. If you haven't sorted this out by then, you're going to pay for it!"His tone dripped with impatience and resentment.Having been their parents' golden child his entire life and with Jordyn always yielding
Nyla shook her head. "Even if I moved in with you, it would only be a temporary escape. Sooner or later, they'd find a way to show up again. Plus, I need to ask my senior some questions for my exam prep, so heading to Capitarnia is a good idea."Seeing her resolve, Valarie didn't push further. After all, moving to Capitarnia was probably better than staying here and dealing with constant harassment.Valarie sighed. "Alright then. I'm just going to miss you," Noticing Valarie's sad expression, Nyla felt a twinge of sadness as well. She never imagined she'd be moving to another city, let alone going back to studying."Don't be sad. If you miss me, just video call anytime or come visit me," she comforted.Valarie sighed again. "I guess that's all I can do. Let me help you pack."…They spent the entire afternoon packing.By evening, Nyla had sorted everything into two piles—things to take and things to leave behind."That's enough for today. Let's go. Dinner's on me," Nyla said.