Chapter 4

Nyla froze for a moment, then struggled desperately. Just the thought of Clark kissing another woman the night before filled her with disgust and rage.

“Let go!”

Her struggles were futile against Clark, who only tightened his grip around her waist.

As she fought, her towel loosened, revealing her body. His gaze darkened, and he felt a rush of desire.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Nyla quickly noticed the change in Clark. Furious, she bit him hard, tasting blood in their mouths.

Instead of letting go, Clark’s other hand slipped under Nyla’s towel. She had nothing on underneath, having just come out of the shower. She stiffened and struggled even more fiercely.

“Clark, get off me!”

Clark ignored Nyla, his fingers teasing her sensitive spots. “Nyla, you need me too, don’t you?”

Nyla’s struggles were in vain, and she grew increasingly desperate. As Clark positioned himself, she closed her eyes in despair. “Clark, don’t make me hate you.”

Clark halted abruptly. Seeing Nyla filled with despair and pain, like a fragile porcelain doll about to shatter, made him pause. He wanted her desperately, but a voice in his head warned that if he took her now, it would be the end of them.

He stared at her, his hand tightening around her waist. After several tense seconds, he suddenly let go and got off the bed, leaving the room quickly.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang, making Nyla flinch. She clutched the blanket tightly.

few days, Clark didn’t come

to discuss the divorce, but he didn’t

The weekend arrived.

the living room, sending out job applications when she heard the front

it, closing her laptop and standing up

divorce you. I’m here to remind you that we have to go

had attended together. The family wasn’t kind to Nyla, often treating her poorly. She endured it because

seeing him with another woman, however, she couldn’t lie to

want to go. Go by

long are you

ignored her calls and messages, hoping she would calm down, but she was still the

up. I just

“divorce”, Clark’s patience wore thin. He looked at Nyla as if

since we got married. How will you support yourself? Which company would hire you? And what about your father’s exorbitant medical bills? Can you afford

You’re 28. It’s

hard to resist, but those women

see that he still loved

this man with the shy boy who had once

true self—selfish, proud,

your infidelity, then I’m sorry, I can’t do that. Find someone else. Here are the divorce

he saw the section on asset division. “Quite the appetite

deserve it.

here? I’ve been covering your father’s medical expenses for years.

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