Nathaniel finally understood that Rebecca had never intended to be with him. Her sole purpose in returning to the country was to get back together with Damon.He felt foolish for believing that his long-standing wish had finally come true after silently guarding her for years.As Nathaniel's gaze turned icy, Rebecca quickly grabbed his leg. "Nathaniel, no! Believe me, I really like you now. I acted that way because I couldn't let go of my resentment. I truly love you!"With a shattered leg, Rebecca couldn't stand, so she crawled on the floor, tears streaming down her face. But instead of appearing pitiable, she looked more disgusting—her current state was a far cry from the tearful beauty she once was.Filled with hatred, Nathaniel kicked her away. "Rebecca, the thing I regret most is loving you. Just looking at you now makes me sick!"The pain from her shattered leg was excruciating, making her face turn pale. Still, she looked up at Nathaniel, hoping he might soften his heart.
Rebecca's whole body froze in shock."Nathaniel… w-what did you say?" she asked.Nathaniel looked at her and replied slowly, "Didn't you just say you wanted to stay with me?"Panicked, Rebecca shook her head. "No… I don't want to go! Please, spare me, Nathaniel. I know I was wrong. Don't do this to me… I can't live like that!"Without legs, how could she live?Seeing her in such a state, Nathaniel felt only disgust. "How could you not live? Don't worry. I'll make sure you live well!"His grim expression sent a chill down Rebecca's spine."No! No! I want to leave! I want to leave!" she cried.She tried to crawl toward the door, pushing with her hands. Before she could get close, two black-clad bodyguards dragged her away."No! Nathaniel, please spare me! Please…" Rebecca pleaded.Her cries grew faint and eventually disappeared.Troy stood by, his head lowered, unable to meet Nathaniel's gaze. "Mr. Preston, I'm sorry.""Why did you listen to Rebecca?" Nathaniel questioned.F
"He wants to die. What does that have to do with you?" Damon interrupted.From Damon's cold, unfeeling eyes, Spencer could tell he wasn't joking.The driver trembled, afraid to move. After all, the person in front was Damon's nephew. If anything happened to Clark, even ten of him wouldn't be enough to make up for it.Damon glanced at the driver and said coldly, "If you're too scared to drive, get out."The driver felt a wave of relief and quickly exited the car.Damon took the wheel himself, starting the car and driving straight at Clark.Clark's eyes widened in terror as he sprinted to the side, but he was too close to the vehicle. One of his legs was struck, sending him flying and rolling several times on the ground before he came to a stop.In the passenger seat, Spencer paled with fear, clearly shaken. He hadn't expected Damon to act so recklessly—especially since it was his nephew!Damon got out of the car and walked over to where Clark lay on the ground, clutching his leg
Cyrus scolded, "Look at what he's done to Clark! If Clark hadn't been so lucky, he might have died by now! He has to come and apologize to Clark, or we'll call the police!"Richard glared at him. "Family matters shouldn't be aired out. If you dare to call the police, don't blame me for disowning you as my son!"Cyrus, breathing heavily with anger, pointed at Clark and said, "Dad, how can you be so biased? Damon is your son, but is Clark not your grandson? And Damon has already disowned you as his father, yet you're still trying to help him?!"Richard retorted, "Don't forget it was Damon who helped you when your company was on the brink of bankruptcy several times!""I'm his brother. That's what he should do!" Cyrus argued, his entitlement evident.The argument between Richard and Cyrus grew more heated, while Clark, lying in bed with a cast, stared blankly out the window, lost in thought.Not far from the window was a university.As the sun set, young couples walked hand in hand
"Clark, help me! It was you who told me to return to the country! You have to help me, or I'll tell Damon about this!" Rebecca threatened.To Clark, her threat seemed laughable. He remained silent, watching as she crawled toward him.The nurses who had initially planned to stop Rebecca hesitated upon seeing her familiarity with Clark. After all, he was a Sumner, and they didn't want to offend him.When Rebecca finally stopped at Clark's feet, looking up at him with pleading eyes, he asked, "Rebecca, how do you want me to help you?"Her face lit up with hope as she hurriedly replied, "Just get me out of the country. I'll never come back. If you help me, I'll never tell Damon you contacted me to return!"Clark smirked.Just as Rebecca thought he might agree, he said, "But he already knows about this."Her smile froze, and despair filled her eyes. "No… It's impossible… How could he know…"Clark turned to the nurses and coldly ordered, "Since she needs the amputation, take her to t
Rebecca gnashed her teeth. She didn't want to die and couldn't afford to. She needed to find a chance to get her revenge.Seeing that she had stopped struggling, Nathaniel slipped the prepared ring onto her finger, then slid his ring on and clasped their hands together.The reporters took a few obligatory shots before quickly leaving. After all, the bride and groom's expressions were so grim that the whole wedding felt eerie.Once the reporters were gone, Nathaniel immediately released Rebecca's hand.They exchanged glances filled with pure loathing as if they wished they could destroy each other."Nathaniel, I must have been cursed in my previous lives to end up with you! You're nothing but a useless waste, destined to be trampled under Damon's foot. Whatever he tells you to do, you follow like a dog!"As soon as she finished, Nathaniel seized her throat.In the next moment, his face loomed large in her vision. Though he was handsome, his expression was dark and menacing, looki
How ironic. Nathaniel once fantasized about the day he could marry Rebecca, but now that she was actually his wife, they both despised each other so much that they wished the other were dead.…Wren had kept the news of Nyla's cliff dive a secret for a month, but Harrison eventually found out.Overwhelmed by shock, he fainted and had to be revived multiple times over the next three days.Even after waking up, he couldn't come to terms with reality. He refused to eat or undergo treatment, clearly resigning himself to dying.Wren tried to persuade him but to no avail. In frustration, she threw the food into the trash and sat by his bed, crying. "Fine, don't eat then. I'll starve with you!"Harrison turned his back to her as if he hadn't heard.After a long silence, he finally spoke in a weary voice. "I have two bank cards in the bedside drawer. There's money in them that should be enough for you to live on—"Wren interrupted him angrily, "Why are you telling me this? If you want
An hour later, Gabriel stormed into the CEO's office at Prospectus Technology.A dozen security guards trailed behind, but none managed to stop him.He marched up to Damon's desk, slammed his fists down hard, and grabbed Damon by the collar, his eyes bloodshot with rage."Damon, you're responsible for Nyla's death, and you act like nothing happened? I won't let you get away with this!" Gabriel growled.Damon shrugged off his hands and stared at him coldly. "Get out."Gabriel sneered. "This matter isn't over! You'd better watch out!"With that, he turned and stormed out.Damon watched Gabriel's retreating figure with a blank expression.Spencer, trembling, stood by the office door. "Mr. Sumner… I'm sorry…""Get out," Damon replied simply.Given the force with which Gabriel had grabbed him, it was no surprise the security guards couldn't stop him.Spencer quickly exited the office, instructing the guards at the door to return to their posts.Since Nyla had fallen into the sea