Chasing the Unexpected (Nyla)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

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Clark hurried forward and squatted beside Harrison. “Dad, rest assured. I’ll always treat Nyla well,”

“Mm. As long as you treat her well, that’s all I ask for.”

Seeing Harrison’s eyelids droop from the lingering anesthesia, Nyla quickly called out to him. “Dad, the anesthesia hasn’t completely worn off yet. You can’t sleep.”

Throughout the night, Nyla and Clark took turns watching over Harrison. As dawn approached, the effects of the anesthesia began to fade, allowing Harrison to finally rest.

Shortly after dawn, Wren arrived with freshly made soup. “Nyla, Clark, you two stayed up all night. You should go home now. I’ll take care of things here.”

After a night of vigil, Nyla could barely keep her eyes open. She nodded. “Okay, Wren. If there’s anything. call me. I’ll be resting at home on Saturday and Sunday

Wren unintentionally frowned as she thought, “Hasn’t Nyla been unemployed? Why would she mention resting on weekends?”

Before she could ask, nurses entered to conduct examinations on Harrison. She pushed aside her doubts and decided to ask Nyla later.

As Nyla and Clark exited the hospital, Nyla planned to hall a taxi, but Clark stood in her way. “Nyla, I’ll drive you home.”

Nyla considered for a moment. There were things she needed to discuss with him as well, “Alright.”

Nyla turned to face Clark calmly. “Clark, you don’t need to come to the hospital anymore. I’m not ready to tell Dad about our divorce yet, and I don’t want

him.”

a long silence. “Nyla, I’ve said that divorce is not

do you mean?” Nyla

the car door locked, and the black Cayenne

arrow.

against the seatback, causing her to scrunch

silent, his cold gaze fixed ahead. Veins popped on his

dread washed over her. She shouldn’t have gotten into

of the villa. He got

back

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Chapter 15

unmoving, Clark simply

neck, her expression filled with anger. Clark, what are

It wasn’t until they reached the bedroom

stay in the villa these next few days. Once you’ve thought things through, I’ll let you leave. If

her head up to glare at him. “Who do

are?”

you speak of divorce at every turn now. It’s okay. In these next few