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.

red, swollen eyes. His expression changed, and his hand clenched at his side. “You know, don’t

trace of guilt or panic, as if he had expected this day

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

moments, were shattered the moment she saw him in bed

me anymore, you could have divorced me. Why did

reality gave her a harsh slap, waking her

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

laugh but only tears came. “Don’t touch me

that hard to

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

when he saw the

you’re the only one I love… It was

sounded so weak that Nyla

I could sleep with another man and then tell you it was an accident? That I may

you dare, I’ll kill you and that man

a chill in her heart. If he knew betrayal was unforgivable,

took a deep breath and spoke slowly. “Do

betrayed her, she would not forgive him but leave

“I will

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

ignored his reaction and

her back, his

the bathroom to shower, unable to stand the smell of alcohol on herself. While applying

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