Chapter 20

"Send me the surveillance footage."

After the call ended, the maid quickly sent the video.

As Clark watched Nyla jump from the second floor, disheveled, into Damon's car, his expression grew darker. When he drove past earlier, Damon didn't even call out to him. Damon never meddled in others' business-why was he helping Nyla?

The thought of Nyla being seen in such a state by another man ignited Clark's fury. He didn't need to guess. She had likely returned to her rented apartment.

Cindy, having seen the footage too, gritted her teeth. "I told you she's not good enough for you. Look at what she's wearing! She's brought shame to the Summers!" Clark's expression was one of frustration as he glared at Cindy. "Mom, this is my fault. You judge Nyla without even knowing the whole story. Isn't that unfair? "What do you mean? I'm standing up for you, and you're defending her? I'm your mother! Don't you want what's best for you?"

think I

Seeing Cindy's pained expression, Clark felt a wave of irritation. "This is between Nyla and me. You don't need to help me. Just stop belittling my wife in front of me."

Without waiting for her response, he turned and left quickly. He didn't go back to the villa but headed to Nyla's apartment.

in the shower back at her apartment.

"Wren, what's up?"

through. "Nyla, I just

to hide this from them, and with Lucia's hospital visit, it wouldn't stay a secret

was a long silence on the other end before Wren spoke again. "Are

recently, so this sudden decision to work suggested

not exactly a fight." Nyla lowered her gaze, absentmindedly twirling a strand of her hair. "Wren, it's a long story.

Every couple has arguments. You need to

at pretending. If she hadn't discovered his affair, she might still be fooled into thinking he was a

at the door startled her. She walked toward it, saying into the phone,

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