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.

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

without a trace of guilt or panic, as if he had expected this day to

seeing his unapologetic demeanor, Nyla’s long-suppressed emotions finally exploded. She swung her bag at

good times they had shared, all the happy moments, were shattered the moment she saw him in bed with another woman.

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

between them. Unfortunately, reality gave her a harsh slap, waking her from

her red, tear-filled eyes, Clark felt a pang in his chest. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his

to laugh but only tears came.

hard

met many excellent men, and some have shown interest in me. But I’ve never crossed the line.

fists when he saw the

only one I love…

sounded so weak that Nyla found it

you’re saying I could sleep with another man and then tell you it was an accident? That I may have betrayed you physically,

eyes. “If you dare, I’ll kill you

felt a chill in her heart. If he knew betrayal was unforgivable, why would he still

deep breath and spoke slowly. “Do you remember what I told you when you

if he ever betrayed her, she would

changed. “I will not let

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

his reaction

at her back, his

bedroom, Nyla went straight to the bathroom 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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