Nyla lifted her head to speak, but Clark grabbed her hand and smiled. "Grandma, we're working on it!"

Nyla tried to pull her hand away, but Clark's grip was too tight.

If he wouldn't let her be, she wouldn't make it easy for him either. She turned to Marie. "Grandma, I'm looking for a job right now, so having children might have to wait."

The room fell silent.

Clark's grip on Nyla's hand tightened painfully, and she winced.

Damon glanced at Clark's hand on Nyla, noticing the bulging veins, then looked away indifferently.

Clark's aunt, Anne Sumner, sneered. "Nyla, don't blame me for being blunt. You've been married for years. How can you not have a child yet? If it weren't for Clark insisting on marrying you, do you think your family could have ever married into the Sumners?

"You should be grateful. If you don't want to have Clark's child, there are plenty of women who do. If someone else steps in, you'll be the one looking foolish."

Besides, Anne thought, "Who knows if Nyla is fertile?"

She sounded like she meant well, but her gaze at Nyla was filled with an air of superiority.

Marie frowned at Anne, disapproving. "Anne, enough."

Anne pursed her lips but stayed silent.

yet, that's fine. Just don't overwork yourself.

"I understand,

passed, and the

room. Once they reached the gazebo in the backyard, he released her. "Nyla,

and said, "I was just being

I

Nyla planned to divorce Clark before breaking the news to

the one who cheated. What right do you have to be so

promised it wouldn't happen again. If you don't want to see Jordyn, I'll fire her. What more do you want?" Nyla felt like there was a communication breakdown between them

was wrong. Just don't mention divorce,

How could he claim to love her while being with another woman? Just thinking about him with

will never

couldn't pretend nothing had happened or reconcile with

Nyla well enough to understand that he had to be patient. He believed she still had feelings for him. Otherwise, she

talk about it now. If you don't want kids yet, we'll postpone it to two years later. Since you want to work, I'll have my secretary find you a position at

eyes. "Clark, do you see me as a puppet

you? You don't want kids now, so I agreed to wait two years. You want to work, so I'll arrange it. What

want a divorce.

face, displeased. Since their wedding, she had been like a

end. Even if you tell a lawyer I cheated,

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