The study was still lit, and Damon hadn't gone to bed yet. Surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Nyla. "What are you doing here? How's Valarie?""She's already asleep," Nyla answered.Noticing that Nyla seemed to have something to say, Damon raised an eyebrow."Damon, thank you for what you did tonight," Nyla said."Why are you being so polite? I'm your boyfriend—it's what I should do," Damon replied.After a moment of hesitation, Nyla appeared to make up her mind. She slowly raised her head to meet his gaze. "It's not just about tonight. You've always been good to me since we met. I owe you an apology and a thank you."The seriousness in her eyes made Damon press his lips together and approach her.As he drew closer, Nyla subconsciously stepped back and asked warily, "Why are you getting up all of a sudden?"Damon beamed. "Didn't you want to thank me?""Yeah, but you—" Nyla began.Before she could finish her sentence, Damon wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her
That night, Nyla couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, the image of marrying Damon filled her mind, making it impossible to doze off.It wasn't until just before dawn that she finally managed to fall asleep.When she woke up in the morning, dark circles were evident under her eyes.During breakfast, Damon raised an eyebrow at her and asked, "Didn't sleep well last night?"Nyla glared at the one responsible for her sleepless night. "Yeah.""Was it because I said I needed a wife?" Damon asked teasingly.Seeing him smile like a lovesick puppy, Nyla instinctively denied it. "Of course not! I was… worried about Valarie, so I couldn't sleep. What you said had nothing to do with it!""Nyla, I never realized you were so good at saying one thing and meaning another," Damon replied.Nyla gritted her teeth. "And I didn't know you could talk so much. It's early, and you won't stop chatting even over breakfast."Damon's smile widened as he continued to eat elegantly.His calm de
Damon was silent for a few seconds before telling Spencer, "Have him come to my office at 10:00 a.m."Spencer nodded. "Got it."Just as he was about to leave, Damon suddenly called him back. "Wait, go to the pharmacy and pick up some stomach medicine to send to the lab."Spencer knew exactly who it was for without needing to be told—no one else in the lab had the privilege of Damon personally sending someone to buy medicine for them."Okay, I'll head there right away," he answered.…Nyla had just arrived at the lab when Spencer walked in."Ms. Kinsey, this is the medicine that Mr. Sumner asked me to get for you," he informed her.Seeing the bag in Spencer's hand, filled with various stomach medications, she couldn't help but chuckle. "Mr. Hogg, I'm fine. I just overate this morning."Spencer handed her the bag. "Ms. Kinsey, just accept it. This is Mr. Sumner's kind gesture, and I need a good reason to report back.""Alright, please thank him for me," Nyla said, accepting the
Ruby's eyes instantly dimmed as she bit her lip, unsure how to respond.After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "Nyla, I know you're trying to help me, but I really can't. I need this extra income to make ends meet."Nyla sighed, her tone softening. "I understand your situation, but you also need to think about your future. If you fall behind on your experiments because you're out making deliveries, that will be a real shame."Ruby's eyes turned slightly red as she looked down, her voice trembling. "I'll try my best to balance my work with making deliveries. I won't let it affect the experiments."Nyla gently patted Ruby's shoulder and handed her a bank card. "Since you don't want to talk about your troubles, I won't pry. This money should get you through to next month. If it's not enough, come back and let me know. Try to avoid running deliveries for now."Ruby tried to decline. "No… Nyla, you've already helped me so much. I can't—" Before she could finish, Nyla firmly pres
Damon looked at Nathaniel coldly and asked, "How do you know this?""Recently, Rebecca has been making secret calls behind my back. I checked her call records, and they mostly came from abroad," Nathaniel explained, his expression indifferent, as if discussing something that didn't concern him.The office fell silent as Damon's eyes narrowed, weighing the trustworthiness of Nathaniel's words. Feeling anxious, Nathaniel hurriedly added, "As long as you give me this project, I'll keep an eye on Rebecca's every move and report back to you daily.""Nathaniel, Rebecca is your wife and the woman you've loved for so many years. Are you sure what you're saying is credible?" Damon asked.Seeing the doubt and coldness in Damon's eyes, Nathaniel quickly replied, "I haven't been in love with Rebecca for a long time now. If it weren't for you forcing me to marry her five years ago, she wouldn't even be alive today!"Damon's gaze turned even colder at Nathaniel's desperate attempt to distance
Nyla felt a wave of worry as she quickly got up and walked outside, replying, "Okay, I'll be there right away."…When Nyla arrived at the kindergarten, it was almost 1:00 p.m.As she approached the office door, she heard a cold female voice from inside saying, "I don't care who this student's parents are. If my son is hurt like this, I'm calling the police! We'll see each other in court!"Just as Nyla was about to enter, the door swung open. A well-dressed woman walked out, holding the hand of a four- or five-year-old child.Upon seeing Nyla, the woman stopped abruptly and exclaimed, "It's you!"Nyla was taken aback. She hadn't expected the child who had fought with Mason to be Jane's son.Her gaze dropped to the child Jane was holding. Though he was still small, it was already evident that he shared features with Jane and Gabriel.A cut marred his forehead. Although it had stopped bleeding, dried blood remained, making the injury appear quite alarming.The teacher, Laura Fer
Nyla smiled. "Ms. Ferrier, it's not that I don't trust you. I just think it's important to hear both sides of the story."Laura didn't respond, but her expression darkened, clearly displeased.Nyla remained unfazed. She turned to Mason and said, "Buddy, don't be scared. No matter what happened, Mommy will stand by you."If you didn't do anything wrong, I won't force you to apologize. But if you did, I'll apologize with you. How does that sound?"With Nyla's soothing voice, Mason finally spoke up. "I didn't do anything wrong! He stepped on my shoes first and called me a bastard. That's why we fought. And I didn't push him!"As he spoke, his eyes began to well with tears.Nyla gently patted his head and said softly, "Okay, Mommy will handle this."She stood up and addressed Laura, "Ms. Ferrier, you heard my son just now. If I'm not mistaken, there are cameras in their classroom."If they could check the footage, they would know exactly who was at fault.Just as Laura was about t
"Don't worry. Mommy will find out the truth. If you're innocent, I won't make you apologize," Nyla reassured him.Yelena snorted and warned, "What kids say can't be trusted. This situation needs to be resolved quickly. Ms. Kinsey, I hope you can be rational and not complicate things further."Laura looked troubled, unsure of how to handle the situation.Nyla stood her ground, meeting Yelena's gaze. "I will handle this rationally, but not by apologizing when I believe my child is innocent. I will investigate the truth myself and clear my son's name."Yelena's expression turned icy since Nyla refused to back down."I advise you to think carefully. If you offend the Wilkies, no kindergarten in Saintornia will accept your son," she warned.The office fell into an uncomfortable silence—it was so quiet that a pin dropping could be heard.Nyla raised an eyebrow and replied slowly, "Ms. Neale, I don't know how you've handled similar situations in the past—if you have forced those with l