Chapter 68

Nyla felt like she was listening to a joke. She had never seen a husband embrace his mistress and order his wife to apologize to the mistress.

"Do you think she deserves it?" she asked incredulously.

Tears welled up in Jordyn's eyes as she clutched Clark's sleeve, choking out, "Clark, please don't make things difficult for Ms. Jayston. It's my fault. As long as it calms her down, she can treat me however she wants."

Clark gave Jordyn a cold glance. "Shut up."

Sensing Clark's anger, Jordyn trembled uncontrollably, lowered her gaze, and said nothing more.

Watching them embrace, Nyla felt only mockery. Was this what Clark had meant by having nothing to do with Jordyn? Was he taking Nyla for a fool?

Unable to bear watching further, Nyla hastily stuffed her belongings into her bag and turned to leave.

"Stop!" Clark yelled.

Footsteps echoed behind her, and the next moment, a large hand grabbed her wrist.

Before Nyla could react, Clark pulled her forcefully toward the exit.

His grip