After watching Nyla enter the apartment complex, Damon left.

On his way back to the company, he was deep in thought about how to ensure that Clark and Nyla would divorce smoothly.

Since Clark's legs were now disabled from saving Nyla, he might use this as leverage to keep her with him. Damon's gaze grew colder as he considered this possibility. Meanwhile, in Cyrus' study...

"Make sure that driver keeps his mouth shut. If this leads back to me, I won't let you off!" he barked.

A man in his 30s, with his head lowered, stood before Cyrus' desk and replied, "Mr. Sumner, don't worry. He was dying anyway. He'll definitely keep quiet for the sake of his family." Cyrus nodded, his eyes filled with calculation. "Good. Make sure the money for his family is in cash. Leave no evidence."

"Understood!" the man answered.

After his subordinate left, Cyrus leaned back in his chair with a cold smirk.

...

arrived at the hospital with a thermos of soup, only

I don't believe this! I can't be disabled! Get everyone

and Cindy and Jordyn walked out with

Jordyn's

Clark will never walk again. Are you happy now?"

Not wanting to argue in the hospital hallway and give others a show, she ignored Jordyn and

want to see anyone

that it was Nyla, his angry expression momentarily froze. He then turned his head away and said coldly, "I don't want to see you either. Can you leave

that you might regret saving me. But nothing can be changed now.

you're more important than these legs. I even feel fortunate that I was able to save you that

hands clenching involuntarily,

With resignation, Clark continued.

always disliked me and wanted a divorce.

'don't have the right

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