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.

and noticed her red, swollen eyes. His expression changed, and his hand clenched at his

trace of guilt or panic, as if he had

Nyla’s long-suppressed emotions finally exploded. She swung her bag at

shared, all the happy moments, were shattered the moment

you didn’t love me anymore, you could have divorced me. Why did you have to hurt

gave her a harsh slap, waking

chest. He grabbed her hand

wanting to laugh but only tears came. “Don’t touch me with your filthy

that hard to stay

some have shown interest in me. But I’ve never crossed the line. If I can

when he saw the

I love… It was

that Nyla found it both laughable

another man and then tell you it was an

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

heart. If he

took a deep breath and spoke slowly. “Do you

her, she would not forgive him but leave

expression changed. “I will not

wiped her tears, her expression a mixture of ridicule and hatred. “Whether you agree or not, I’ve made up

that, she ignored his reaction

at her

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

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