After all, just seeing Damon in the hospital didn't prove he'd deceived Nyla. Maybe he had to go there for some reason.If this photo led to a misunderstanding between them, it would be a huge mistake on Ruby's part.After thinking for a moment, Ruby decided not to tell Nyla for now. Instead, she would test the waters when they were back at work the next day. If Nyla truly didn't know anything, then she would inform her.…By the time Damon returned to the villa, it was nearly 9:00 p.m.Nyla was chatting with Lydia.When Lydia saw him, she quickly stood up. "Mr. Sumner, did you have a drink at your social event tonight? Ms. Kinsey made you some hangover soup. It's in the kitchen—I'll go get it for you."Damon paused, tugging at his tie with a slightly somber expression. "No need. I didn't drink tonight.""Eh?" Lydia was taken aback, looking puzzled.Wasn't it customary for Damon to drink at social events?She quickly recovered and said, "Okay, would you like something to eat?
Ruby bit her lip, staying silent as she handed her phone to Nyla.On the screen was a photo of Damon's back, with a payment counter in the background, clearly taken in a hospital.Nyla's eyes widened, and her face turned pale.Yesterday evening, he had told her he would be out to socialize, yet here he was in the hospital. The last time he had used the same excuse, he had ended up visiting Charlotte.What was he hiding from her?Seeing Nyla's ashen complexion, Ruby regretted bringing it up. She consoled her, "Nyla, maybe Mr. Sumner had a reason for being in the hospital. Don't worry too much just yet."Nyla bit her lip and nodded. "Yeah, I believe he wouldn't do anything to betray me. Thank you for telling me this, Ruby."She returned to her desk, turned on her computer, and stared blankly at the screen, her thoughts in disarray.Why did Damon feel the need to lie to her?Noticing Nyla lost in thought, Ruby opened her mouth to offer some comfort but ultimately held back. Witho
Early the next morning, Nyla woke up naturally.As she sat up and prepared to get out of bed, she noticed something unusual on her bedside table—a black card.Damon must have left it the night before.Nyla washed up and went downstairs with the card in hand. She had planned to return it to Damon, but he had already left for the office, so she set it aside for now.After breakfast, Nyla called Valarie and invited her to go shopping. Valarie mentioned she had something important to discuss, and they agreed to meet at the mall.Nyla arrived first and browsed for a while before Valarie showed up."Valarie, you said you had something to tell me?" she asked.Valarie nodded and linked her arm with Nyla's as they walked into a store. "Yes, I'm getting engaged to Zayn at the end of the month. Remember to come to our engagement party."Nyla was caught off guard and frowned slightly. "Why so suddenly? Is it because of the Weir Group?""It's partly due to that, but also because I'm at tha
Nyla smiled and spun around in the dress. The fishtail hem swayed elegantly with her movement, the sequins glimmering under the light."Really? I love it too," she replied.The sales associate adjusted the dress' hem from behind and chimed in. "Absolutely, Ms. Kinsey! You're actually the first person who's been able to fit into this dress perfectly!"Her admiring gaze drifted to Nyla's slim waist, and she wished she could have a figure like that. Meanwhile, Gigi's jealousy flashed briefly in her eyes as she looked at Nyla, who practically glowed in the dress.Still, she remembered that Damon was Brandon's uncle. If things progressed between her and Brandon, she might one day need to call Nyla "Aunt Nyla".Deciding to hold back any bitterness, Gigi praised, "You look stunning—absolutely like a goddess!"Valarie turned to Gigi with a scoff. "Didn't think you could actually say something nice for once."Gigi's face darkened with irritation. "Valarie, don't push it!""Didn't you
Nyla looked at Damon in surprise and asked, "You went to an auction last week?""A client of mine has a thing for antique auctions. There happened to be one in the city, so I attended with them to show goodwill. I saw a necklace I liked and thought I'd save it for your birthday," Damon explained."Then why are you giving it to me in advance?" she asked."I'm going to give it to you anyway. Giving it to you now is the same," he replied.Nyla felt a wave of warmth, and her smile widened, revealing her dimples. "Thank you, Damon."Damon raised an eyebrow, wrapping an arm around her waist. His tone was teasing. "Just a verbal thank you?"Nyla's face flushed as she asked, "How else would you want me to thank you?"Damon's gaze shifted to her lips, his voice dropping suggestively. "By mouth works.""Huh?" She looked up, only to find Damon's face suddenly closer. Before she knew it, his lips were on hers.Nyla's eyes widened, her hands gripping his jacket. She felt a jolt of electric
Damon tightened his grip around Nyla's waist before releasing her, gently smoothing her slightly tousled hair as he said in a low voice, "Let's go."They got out of the car, and Nyla slipped her arm through Damon's as they walked in together.At the entrance, Gabriel and Jane welcomed guests, catching sight of Damon and Nyla approaching from a distance.Nyla wore a blue gradient strapless gown, her long hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. She resembled a mermaid gliding through the deep sea—a sight so stunning that it was hard to look away.Next to her, Damon stood tall and sharp-featured in a charcoal-gray suit, though his face was devoid of warmth. He radiated an unapproachable air.The two walked together like a perfect match, making everything around them feel like a mere backdrop.Unaware of Nyla and Gabriel's history, Jane greeted Damon and Nyla warmly, "Mr. Sumner, Ms. Kinsey, welcome to my grandfather's birthday celebration."Damon's driver stepped forward to
Despite the murmurs, no one dared approach Damon or Nyla directly to ask about them, choosing instead to discuss and steal admiring glances from afar. After all, Damon had not been close to any woman in the past five years.The fiancee he had had was essentially a one-sided affair, and their engagement had been called off not long ago.Nyla's calm and graceful demeanor, despite the glances and attention directed her way, only enhanced her appeal.Damon guided her toward Pedro to offer their birthday wishes. Afterward, as they turned to leave, they ran into Nathaniel and Rebecca.When Nyla saw Nathaniel, she paused, surprised by how much he had changed in five years—he looked like a completely different person, his formerly vibrant energy now nowhere to be found.As they passed, a chilling aura surrounded him, causing Nyla to shiver involuntarily.Neither Nathaniel nor Rebecca acknowledged them, and Damon seemed equally indifferent, treating them as if they weren't there.Nyla gl
Valarie glanced over with a blank expression, then quickly looked away.Nyla turned to Valarie, unable to suppress her concern. "Valarie, maybe you should think over this engagement a bit more."Spending a lifetime with someone she didn't love would be painful—like reliving the same unfulfilling day over and over.Valarie managed a faint smile. "Nyla, you don't have to worry about me. I know what I'm doing."Seeing her stubborn expression, Nyla bit her lip. She wanted to tell Valarie about Damon's plan to help the Weirs but hesitated, fearing that Damon might change his mind and leave Valarie disappointed.With a quiet sigh, she decided to find a moment to ask Damon about it that evening."Nyla, I'd like to be alone for a while, so I'll leave you here," Valarie said, excusing herself."Alright, but don't wander off too far. The event will be starting soon," Nyla reminded her.Valarie nodded and quickly walked away.As she left, Nyla felt suddenly at a loss.After marrying Cla
Nyla was silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright. If you ever need Damon to help figure out Brandon's thoughts, just let me know.""I will. Don't worry about us, though. You just gave birth. Your main priority should be resting," Valarie said."Okay," Nyla replied.Valarie lingered in the bedroom for a while, but when she saw Nyla looking tired, she stood up and left.Downstairs, only Brandon was in the living room.Valarie walked over to him and asked, "Where's Damon?""He had something to take care of for work, so he went to the study. How's Aunt Nyla?" Brandon asked."She seems to be doing well, and the baby is adorable. Oh, right, I forgot to ask what the baby's name is. I only know her nickname is Bunny," Valarie said.Just thinking about Mia Sumner's cute little face made Valarie smile. She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother.A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?""Of course! I've said befor
Once they were in the car, Nyla suddenly recalled Damon's phone call earlier. "By the way, what did Alexander want?"After a brief pause, Damon glanced at her. "He said Ms. Kinsey left you an inheritance and asked when we'd be able to go to Meristate to take care of it."Nyla pressed her lips together before replying, "Call him later and tell him to donate it or keep it for himself. I don't want it.""Alright," Damon replied.When they arrived home, Damon helped Nyla settle onto the couch, placing a pillow behind her back for support. Then, he said seriously, "Nyla, you've been through enough. Let's not have any more kids after this."During her first pregnancy with Mason, Damon hadn't been around, so he hadn't realized how difficult it was for her.Now, experiencing this pregnancy with her, every checkup and blood draw made his heart ache.Once Nyla gave birth, he planned to get a vasectomy. Two kids were enough for them.Nyla shot him a look. "This wasn't exactly planned, was
More than half an hour later, Nyla finally stirred from her nap.When she opened her eyes, she found Damon sitting by her bed, watching her. She froze for a moment, caught off guard.Rubbing her eyes, she realized he was still there and confirmed she wasn't dreaming.She slowly sat up, her voice still heavy with sleep. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in your study working?""I missed you, so I came to see you," Damon replied.Nyla narrowed her eyes. "You definitely have something to say if you're here all of a sudden."Damon chuckled, a little helpless. "I guess I can't fool you.""Of course not. I know you too well. Ever since I got pregnant, you've never come to see me like this in the afternoon," Nyla said."Alright. Go freshen up first, and I'll wait for you downstairs," Damon suggested."Okay," Nyla replied.After washing up, she went downstairs and sat beside Damon. "Alright, tell me. What's going on? You're acting all mysterious."Damon hesitated for a moment befo
Andre's voice was cold. "What are you trying to say?""I know you hate me. I don't have much time left, so I'm not afraid of your revenge. But my daughter is innocent. I hope you'll stay away from her and stop deceiving her. You're only with her to get back at me, aren't you?" Emerald asked.Andre let out a mocking laugh. "Even if you're dying, I won't let you off so easily."Compassion had long since abandoned him—the day his family fell and his sister lost her life."Fine. If you want to expose me to the media or whatever else, I won't resist. Just stay away from my daughter," Emerald warned.Andre shook his head. "No, I'll continue seeing Delia. Before you die, I want you to experience the pain I've endured all these years. So just sit back and watch, then leave this world with guilt and regret."With that, he turned and walked away.Emerald took a deep breath, her eyes turning cold.She had planned to leave Andre alone, but since he refused to listen, she saw no reason to s
Damon was concerned that Nyla wasn't as calm as she appeared, and he feared she might regret her decision in the future.It wasn't until she disappeared at the top of the stairs that Damon finally dialed Alexander's number. "She said she doesn't want to see Ms. Kinsey. I'll try to talk to her in the next few days, but if she really doesn't want to, I won't force her.""Alright, thank you," Alexander replied.After hanging up, Alexander put his phone away and walked toward the hospital room.Inside, Delia gripped Emerald's hand tightly, her eyes swollen and red from crying. "Mom, why don't we visit a few more hospitals for another check-up? You've always been healthy. How could you suddenly be sick? This must be a misdiagnosis!"In contrast to her daughter's panic, Emerald remained remarkably calm. "Delia, I've already been to three different hospitals, and the results were all the same. There's no need for more tests.""How am I supposed to believe that you only have six months l
Brandon widened his eyes in disbelief. "Seriously?""Of course. I'll have Spencer book the tickets now," Damon said, pulling out his phone.Before he could make the call, Nyla quickly stopped him. "Damon, there's no need. I don't actually want to go to the movies.""You sure? If you do, I can book the tickets now," Damon reassured.Brandon smirked. "Uncle Damon, you seriously didn't realize Aunt Nyla was just trying to give you an easy way out?"Nyla laughed softly. "I really don't want to go. Plus, I'm a little tired. I'd rather just go home and rest."Just as Brandon was about to respond, he suddenly winced and turned to Valarie. "Why'd you pinch me?"Valarie blinked innocently. "When did I pinch you? Are you imagining things?""You definitely—" Brandon began.Before he could finish, Valarie interrupted, "Alright, alright. Our movie is about to start. Let's go!"She turned to Nyla. "Nyla, we'll head out first. You should go home and rest. You've got a baby to take care of."
"Valarie, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have given you the silent treatment for so long. I wasn't even angry anymore. I just… couldn't bring myself to reach out first," Brandon said.Valarie frowned slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief. "Then why is it that every time I texted you or came to see you, you acted so cold? And now, as I'm leaving, you suddenly run over and hug me like you don't want me to go. Don't you think you're being unreasonable?"Brandon lowered his gaze. "Because I felt like if I let you walk away, we might really break up."Valarie pressed her lips together and remained silent.To be honest, when she turned to leave just now, breaking up had definitely crossed her mind.How could a relationship where communication didn't work, and every conflict led to silence, last?After a moment of silence, Brandon looked up at her again. "Valarie, I know ignoring you all this time hurt you. I'm sorry. I was just trying to figure out how we could be together in a way that fel
Phoebe scowled. "Not planning yet? You're over 30 now. Nyla is already on her second child, and you still don't know when you're getting married?"Valarie stayed silent.Phoebe's frustration deepened. "You're already this old, and your father and I still have to worry about your marriage. When will you finally settle down?""Even if I wanted to get married, it's not something I can decide on my own! Why do you always put the blame on me?" Valarie grumbled.With how things were going between her and Brandon, marriage wasn't even on the table—breaking up seemed more likely.Phoebe narrowed her eyes. "So it's Brandon who doesn't want to get married? I told you not to date someone younger, but you wouldn't listen. Now look, you don't even know if or when he'll propose!"Valarie had had enough. "Marriage, marriage, marriage! That's all you talk about! If you keep pushing me, I'll move out tomorrow.""You—" Phoebe choked on her anger.Not giving her mother a chance to argue, Valarie
Valarie opened the box and found a red V-neck gown inside."This is gorgeous!" she exclaimed."Try it on," Nyla urged."Okay!" Valarie took the dress into the dressing room.Less than two minutes later, she stepped out. "Nyla, it fits perfectly."Nyla looked up, her eyes lighting up with admiration.Dressed in the red gown, Valarie exuded confidence and elegance, like a queen. It was impossible not to be drawn to her."I knew my taste wouldn't fail me! This dress was made for you—every curve is accentuated just right. You look absolutely stunning! If I weren't a woman, I'd probably fall for you right now!" Nyla gushed.Valarie laughed, covering her mouth. "You're exaggerating. But I really do love this dress. Thank you, Nyla!""There's no need to thank me. We don't do that between us! Oh, by the way, why don't you go downstairs and let Brandon see it too?" Nyla suggested.Valarie's smile faded slightly. "Forget it. He probably wouldn't care anyway.""You two still haven't ma