Chapter 3

On Nyla’s way back, she hesitated for a long time before finally messaging Damon, someone whose contact she had had for three years but had never contacted.

Nyla: [Uncle Damon… Can we pretend tonight never happened? I was really drunk and went to the wrong room.]

She waited for a long time, but there was no response from Damon. Frowning, she sent another message.

Nyla: [?]

As soon as she sent it, a red exclamation mark appeared: [You are no longer friends with this user. Please send a friend request to continue chatting.]

Nyla bit her lip. Damon had deleted her. He must not want to bring this up again. Relieved, she finally felt a bit of peace.

When Nyla got home, it was already past 6:00 a.m.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Clark sitting on the sofa. He turned sharply at the sound of the door, his eyes bloodshot from a sleepless night.

“Where were you last night? I called you dozens of times. Why didn’t you answer?”

Clark stood up and walked quickly toward her, reaching out to grab her hand, but she pulled away.

He froze, about to speak, but she spoke first, her tone icy. “You can stay out all night, but I can’t?”

Nyla had always been gentle. In their eight years together, they had hardly ever argued. This was the first time she had spoken to him so coldly.

noticed her red, swollen eyes. His expression

voice was calm, without a trace of guilt or panic, as if

long-suppressed emotions finally exploded. She swung her bag at him, her eyes red with fury, like

happy moments, were shattered the moment she saw him in bed with another woman. They could never be pieced together

anymore, you could have divorced me. Why did you have

party could ever come between them. Unfortunately, reality gave her a harsh slap, waking her from the lies he had woven

Clark felt a pang in his chest. He grabbed her hand and pulled her

shoved him away, wanting to laugh but only tears came. “Don’t touch

it that hard to stay

excellent men, and some have shown interest in me. But I’ve never crossed the line. If I can do it, why can’t

he saw the disappointment

the only one I love… It was just an accident

explanation sounded so weak that Nyla found it both

was an accident? That I may have betrayed you physically,

ruthlessness crossed Clark’s eyes. “If you dare, I’ll kill you and that man

heart. If he knew betrayal was unforgivable, why would he still betray

spoke slowly. “Do you remember what I told you when

said that if he ever betrayed her, she would

“I will

hatred. “Whether you agree or not, I’ve made up my mind. I’m divorcing you. You don’t deserve

that, she ignored his reaction and went

her back, his gaze

to shower, unable to stand the smell of alcohol on herself. While applying body wash, she noticed red marks on her

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