The two of them were pressed closely together, and Damon's suit was already half-drenched. Meanwhile, Nyla was completely naked.Just thinking about the scene made Nyla feel a mix of embarrassment and frustration.If she had known it was Damon outside, she definitely wouldn't have asked him to bring her pajamas.Biting her lip, she instinctively tried to push him away.Just as her hands pressed against his chest, however, his low voice rumbled from above, "Do you want to fall again?"Nyla froze for a moment, then lowered her eyes and said, "Y-You can let go of me now. I've steadied myself…"Damon looked down at her. She had her head slightly bowed, her face flushed, and her long hair was still dripping water.They were so close that the rising and falling of their chests stirred some unbidden thoughts. She had no idea just how tempting she looked in that moment.Damon's breath quickened, and he struggled to control himself, trying not to act on his desires. Despite that, his bo
Feeling Damon's warm fingers running through her hair, Nyla instinctively clenched her hands on the table and tensed up."Maybe I should just do it myself," she said, starting to turn away.Damon placed his hand on her shoulder."I'll do it." His voice was deep, carrying an irresistible authority.Nyla bit her lip and stopped insisting.The only sound in the bedroom was the hairdryer.After about ten minutes, the noise finally ceased."All done. Take a look," Damon said.Nyla reached up to feel her hair. It felt smooth and dry. She turned to look at Damon. "Thank you."Damon glanced down at her, but his eyes quickly shifted away when they caught a glimpse of the V-neck of her nightgown."Let's head downstairs for dinner," he said."It's too late. I won't be eating tonight," Nyla replied.She wanted to maintain her figure and had a rule about not eating anything after 8:00 p.m."Lydia said you've been too tired lately and made all your favorite dishes. Are you sure you want
Noticing something off in Valarie's tone, Nyla quickly asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?""Let's talk when we meet. I'll come to your office around noon," Valarie replied."Okay," Nyla said.After confirming the time and place, Valarie quickly hung up."Did something happen? You look tense," Damon asked with concern.Nyla shook her head. "I'm not sure. Valarie wants to meet me at noon."From Valarie's tone, it sounded like something serious was going on.Damon's gaze turned serious as he studied Nyla's expression.Lowering his voice, he asked, "Nyla, if I help the Weirs through this crisis, will you give me a chance for a fresh start? What do you think?"Nyla bit her lip, feeling the urge to scold him for taking advantage of the situation.However, she knew the Weirs' survival wasn't Damon's responsibility. She could leverage his feelings to get him to help, but that wouldn't be fair to him.After spending time together recently, she realized she still had feelings
Back at the office, Nyla was getting ready for her lunch break when she received a call from Caroline."Hey, Nyla, try to schedule your experiment reports during work hours from now on," Caroline requested.Nyla was taken aback. "Why? Isn't everyone busy with experiments during work?""Mr. Sumner said he'll be present for future progress reports, so we need to arrange them during office hours," Caroline explained.Nyla finally understood. Damon must have requested this for her sake. However, changing the reporting time just for her might delay everyone else's experiments.With that thought, she replied, "I'll talk to Mr. Sumner about it and see if we can adjust the schedule.""Don't push yourself too hard. After everything that happened with Mr. Sumner, didn't you say you didn't want too much contact with him?" Caroline asked.Caroline had previously objected when Edgar suggested assigning the experiment project to Nyla. But since she had her own unfinished project, she ultimate
As soon as the call connected, Charlotte's panicked voice came through. "Uncle Damon, Mr. Jayston suddenly fainted and is now in the hospital undergoing emergency treatment. I have an important meeting to attend shortly. Can you come by?""Send me the address," Damon replied.After Charlotte provided the hospital address, Damon hung up.…In less than half an hour, Damon arrived at the hospital.Upon seeing him, Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over. "Uncle Damon, Mr. Jayston is still in emergency treatment, but I need to leave for my meeting now.""Okay," Damon answered.Charlotte rushed off, and the corridor quickly fell silent.Spencer, who had been standing behind Damon, spoke up. "Mr. Sumner, should we inform Ms. Kinsey about this?"After all, Harrison was Nyla's father. Given the emergency, something could happen…Damon's gaze dimmed as he recalled Nyla's feelings toward Harrison. He replied, "No need. We'll talk about it later.""Understood," Sp
The identity of the man who had attempted to drug and abduct her remained unknown. He could be lurking nearby, ready to strike again at any moment.Ruby knew that if she was taken back, escape would be impossible.The more she dwelled on it, the deeper her fear grew. She absolutely could not be captured again.Suddenly, the office door swung open, and the sound of footsteps startled her. She turned around, and the panic in her expression caught Sullivan off guard."Ruby, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale?" he asked.Meeting his concerned gaze, Ruby lowered her head, grabbed her bag, and headed toward the exit. "It's nothing, Sullivan. I'm going home now. If you need anything work-related, let's talk tomorrow. I'm locking up."Sullivan followed her out, saying, "I came to check on you. You were really shaken the other day, and that guy who tried to drug you still hasn't been caught. I'll drive you to and from work for now."Ruby hesitated, a mix of emotions washing over her.
At that moment, Ruby suddenly felt a sense of shared hardship with Sullivan.A dark glint crossed Sullivan's eyes as he took in Ruby's reddened gaze.He sighed and said, "Ruby, I have no ulterior motives. Helping you feels like helping the part of me that once felt completely alone. I just don't want to see you get hurt."Ruby bit her lip, feeling a twinge of emotion.However, she sensed that she and Sullivan were not on the same wavelength. While both of them faced disapproval from their families, she didn't want to become someone slick and manipulative like him.She looked at Sullivan and spoke slowly. "Sullivan, I appreciate your help, but I think I'll handle this on my own."Sullivan's face fell, and he forced a wry smile. "You still don't trust me, do you?"Ruby said nothing, her silence clearly confirming his suspicion.Disappointment flickered in Sullivan's eyes as he lowered his head and said slowly, "Fine. If you don't want my help, I won't bother you again."Watching
For some reason, Sullivan felt uneasy maintaining eye contact with Ruby, so he awkwardly looked away. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt. I'm used to it."Ruby's hand paused, her guilt deepening as she recalled what Sullivan had shared about his past."The ambulance will be here soon. Just hang in there," she comforted.Sullivan nodded and said gently, "Don't feel guilty. I'm just glad I could save you. You were facing the other way when that scooter came. If it had hit you, the consequences would have been severe. Now, it's just a dislocated shoulder. I'll be fine in no time."Hearing him say that only made Ruby feel worse."Sullivan, I'm sorry. I misjudged you before and kept refusing your kindness. I didn't expect you to save me despite everything," she apologized.Sullivan reached out and gently patted her head. "You really don't need to apologize. It's not your fault."His voice was soft, like a breeze soothing Ruby's bruised heart and easing her pain."Thank you, Sullivan," she