Chapter 62

Clark believed he was in control of the marriage. So, when he discovered that Nyla had handled the incident on her own without asking for his help, he angrily called to question her.

If it had been the Clark from eight years ago, he wouldn't have waited for her to surrender—he would have protected her at all costs. The 28-year-old Clark was no longer the same as his 20-year-old self.

Nyla lowered her gaze, her eyes involuntarily reddening.

The silence on both ends of the line was deafening, with only their breaths audible. After over a minute of this, Clark still hadn't spoken.

Not willing to wait any longer, Nyla ended the call. She rubbed her tear-stained eyes and couldn't help but chuckle bitterly.

She felt useless. Despite vowing not to let him affect her anymore, she still felt hurt. Clark had occupied eight years of her life. Perhaps she needed another eight years to slowly move on.

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In the living room of the villa, Clark didn't have the courage to call back after Nyla hu